My parents decided that I shouldn’t start first grade yet.
I went to kindergarten at Lake Ridge Academy.  I remember snack time with graham crackers and juice.  I remember a girl beating me up on the playground.  I remember keeping my tennis shoes in a cubby hole.  I remember gym class.  I remember a lady coming to the playground with one of those “invisible dogs.”  I remember lying at Show and Tell one time about having this cool hand-carved toy at home.  I remember accidentally breaking a girl’s Easter Egg (the ornate kind with a little scene inside it). I remember drawing a picture of a bear and everyone commented that I was such a good artist.

I think my friend’s names were Andy and Joe.  Andy and I always got into trouble.  Joe was this really smart Asian kid.

I had a bed sheet with a design of the American Flag on it.

I remember really liking Batman and Shogun Warriors at this point in my life.

I remember watching the Star Wars Holiday Special.  Somehow I associate that evening with my dad staying home with me while my mom had to go to the hospital after coughing up blood.

May dad took me to some kind of auto/technology show at this convention center.  I had to pee really bad the whole time and ended up wetting my pants.