- Bartending at the Holiday Inn next to the Auto Auction
- Dislocating my knee
- Walking near the lake in late summer in college
- Smoking a PCP-laden joint
- Shooting up mice with cocaine
- Making out in a practice room
- Being a jeans model (just the once, but it counts)
- Breaking the heart of someone who really loved me
- Being date-raped (just the once, but, you know, it counts)
- Taking pictures of now torn-down buildings out the grad school office window on a cold winter day
- Holding my children for the first time
- Holding my children for the 1000th time
- Clearing trees from our land on my 30th birthday
- Reading "Another Roadside Attraction" for the first time
- Seeing "A Clockwork Orange" for the first (and second and third) time
- Laying under the stars listing to live classical music near the LI Sound on a chill Autumn night
- Hiking and getting lost in Vermont
- Canoeing across a Lake in Upsate NY in a terrible thunderstorm
- Skiing down an icy black diamond slope at Killington, right at dusk
- Killing a man with my bare hands
And so many other things.....
I've got a story for all of 'em but one. Which do YOU think it is?
6 comments:
Hmmm. Hate to say it, but I am guessing either "man killer" or "jeans model"...
You're halfway there....
Hoping it's either "man killer" or date rape...
Wordnerd - you're half right too.
Y'all are such FINE guessers!
I would love to hear about the first time you held your children. Something you never forget! As for the fake story, I'm going with the black-diamond skiing. Just to be different.
Oh, Sorry Erica, but you LOSE. :> In point of fact, I have never sucessfully killed a man with my bare hands. All other things are ture and have happened, even the highly improbable "jeans model" thing.
However mas a consolation prize I will try to whip up someting about the boys' births and "meeting them" for the first time, before I might indeed forget.
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