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Memories

The Day I Nearly Drowned

As I reflect on another memory from my childhood, it becomes clear just how fortunate I was to have survived growing up at all.

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A Bicycle and Barbed Wire

Here's another one of those childhood memories that left a scar; literally. This one is about the time I tried to stop my out of control bicycle using a barbed wire fence.

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The Ant Mound

One of my earliest childhood memories is traumatic. At least it would seem traumatic to a three-and-a-half-year-old little boy.

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Memorable Cigarettes

I can still remember the first time I smoked a cigarette. It was early spring and my family lived on a farm in a semi-rural part of Colorado, a little north of Denver, at the foot of the Rocky Mountains.

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