FIRSTS…
First real best friend: I think that would have to be Shannon. We met when we were six years old, and we still email back and forth twenty-three years later.
First school: Technically my first school was West Side Elementary School. I was there for Kindergarten.
First cell phone: Oh man! It was an ancient Startech 1000 flip phone back in 1999. It was small compared to most phones of those days, but I was lucky if I got an hour of use, and even on stand-by time the battery life was terrible.
First funeral: I honestly don’t remember. I try to avoid funerals as a general rule.
First pet: I remember this like it was yesterday. I was three, and my oldest sister came home with a kitten who was the runt of the litter, had been malled by a dog, and kicked around by cows. His name was Hutch, and he was one of the gentlest cats! That cat ended up being close to 20 pounds, so being the runt didn’t affect him any. I think he lived for at least fourteen or fifteen years, and if I remember right he went away from home to die.
First piercing/tattoo: I got my ears pierced just before going into second grade when I was seven. Since then I’ve added two more holes in each ear.
First big trip: This is really hard to remember exactly what was first because we used to travel all the time. I guess my first big trip was probably to Idaho when I was a kid because we used to always go out there to visit my gramma every summer.
First flight: I was eight. I started flying home from school on weekends, so my first flight was by myself on one of those little two-engine prop planes. I’ve been addicted to flying ever since!
First time out of the country? I was probably about five. We went to Mexico. I don’t really remember it all that well though. If we’re talking about trips that i remember, it would be the trip I got to take to Canada during my sophomore year of high school. We got to go up there and sing in a choir with the Ohio School for the Blind and the school in Canada. I still have the audio files from that concert. It was GREAT!
First date: Well, when I was a kid I really didn’t call this a date since I wouldn’t have been allowed to go if I’d said it was a date. It was probably in eighth grade and this guy had a crush on me. A lot of kids called him a nerd, but I always thought he was really cool. His name was Adam. We went to a couple of movies and one time we even went roler skating.
First job: I worked for a domestic abuse shelter the summers between ninth and tenth grade and tenth and eleventh grade. It was through the PIC program. It was a really great experience for me, but it was also very hard and I learned a lot about life in those two summers.
LASTS…
Last person you hugged: That would have been Jim
Last car ride: Last night I rode in a van to and from the casino. Do vans count?
Last time you cried? I have absolutely no idea.
Last movie you watched: Nanny McFee, twice. I loved that movie!
Last person of the opposite sex that you talked to: Jim
Last shirt worn: A plain ordinary t-shirt, which I’m still wearing until I get ready for bed.
Last phone call: I think it was to a neighbor. I was talking to him about my new keyboard and about the guy who he thinks can fix my poor sickly embosser.
Last instant message: Yesterday afternoon I was messaging with one of my committee members who is helping me plan exhibits for our WSVH reunion coming up in June.
Last thing you touched: My braile display so that I could route the cursor to the spot I wanted it to go.
Last Funeral: I think it may have been Jim’s grandpa back in what, 2001?
Last time at the mall: When I went to see Nanny McFee. Does that count since I didn’t shop?
Last time you were excited about something: When I was going to go gambling last night.
Last person you saw: Jim
Last thing you drank: Lemonade. I’m still working on it now.
Last person that broke your heart: I’ve been really lucky when it comes to dating-type relationships, but some regular friendships haven’t been quite so great.
