Which of the two do you have stronger memories of - your first car or your
Regis Philbin asked this question to Kelly Ripa yesterday on their show. I decided to post and answer this question because some day I hope my grandchildren and great-grandchildren will read my posts in this blog. And by what they read, they will come to know who I am and what my life was like.
So, to answer this question... I would have to say that I have stronger memories about my first kiss - but I'll tell you about my first car, too.
My first kiss came right after I entered ninth grade from a boy name Keith L*** (who knows who might be reading this). He was friends with one of my good friend's brother. I actually thought my friend's brother and all of his friends were cute. Hmmm... I think I was a little boy crazy. Anyways, there was an obvious mutual attraction.
I don't think I'll give you all the details (my father reads this - hi dad!), but tell you that it came swiftly and unexpectedly. But it wasn't just a peck - it was long enough to have my head spinning and my heart pounding.
What I also remember is that right after it happened, my mom picked me up for soccer practice and I felt like I was in a daze, like I was floating on air. It was hard for me to concentrate on pre-game drills or hustling for the ball during a scrimmage game. But guess what!? I scored two goals in that scrimmage. I had never scored a goal before, either in a scrimmage or real game. Like I said, I was floating :D
My first car - a red 1971 Chevy Nova. I paid $500 for it in 1976. It had obvious problems and didn't last long. But that didn't matter. It was all mine and it represented freedom and adulthood. That's about all I needed at that time.
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