Daily Archive: July 14, 2004

Nebraska was the place where my memories kicked in. I was old enough to really begin recording my own life in my head. We lived in a quadplex, on a corner lot with a huge yard, right next to an immense amusement park-like playground. It even had a 3-story rocket ship. Across the street from the playground were basketball courts that were flooded for ice skating in the winter and tennis courts where I spent many happy hours with my mom’s tennis racket smacking a tennis ball against the back wall. We had a swingset in the yard and hundreds...