A Walk In My Sneakers

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Monday, March 29, 2010

The very beginning

I was born March 3, 1958. Third Month. Third Day. Third child in the family. Three minutes before midnight.....curious. Look out big brothers. Times, they are a changing!

I don't think my brother liked me too much. He was five when I was born. He was always picking, pulling and poking me. My mom kept telling him to leave me alone. I think he had a hard time hearing her cause he kept doing it anyways. What I quite never understood was, if he hated me so much, why was he the first one to give me something when I was only two weeks old? The chicken pox!!!

So weird and yet I swear I remember this happening. It's dark in my room, but I can still see. The light my mom leaves on over the kitchen sink helps me to see. I'm bored. I don't want to go to sleep. My cow reminds me what mom said. "Its time to go to sleep now. If you're awake when the Easter bunny comes, he won't leave you anything".

Hey, look! There's the shade. If I pull it and let it go, it goes up real fast and makes that funny noise. I really like that noise. I like looking out and watching the cars go by. Not as many when its dark out. Wonder why?

Look, what's that? That light keeps going up and down. What is it? Its getting closer. Oh, no! Its the Easter bunny! Maybe mom is right! Gotta go to sleep. Gotta go to sleep. I'll lay down and put the blanket over my head. Then he'll think I'm asleep. Sssshhh, cow.

Twenty-four years later......
Mom, did my crib used to be right there?
Yes.
When I couldn't sleep, did I get up and ping the shade and watch the cars?
Yes.
How old was I?
Well, you were out of your crib walking and talking at nine months.
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