I’m going to tell you a few things about myself. most of them are true, one of them is not. If you’ve done this before with me, don’t say anything to give it away. otherwise, guess which one is false.
1. My first memory is from when I was 2-1/2. I was playing in my grandmother’s rock garden, with small blue tiles in a birdbath, a plastic spatula and an empty Welch’s grape juice can. I couldn’t go anywhere because my legs were in casts.
2. When I was 7 we lived at the bottom of the hill in Champaign, Illinois. I had a friend who lived at the top of the hill, and he had these big plastic things that fit together to make a heavy ring about the size of a tractor tire. he would put them together and roll down the hill into our yard from time to time. He never would let me do it, tho, because I was a girl, and not suited for such activities.
3. When I was 9 or 10, we were at a friend’s country place in Georgia, and the menfolk were shooting guns. I was pestering them to let me shoot too, so Dad got the biggest, nastiest gun there and set me up to shoot. it was a .50 cal flintlock, taller than I was. I shot a watermelon from 25 yards, nearly dislocating my shoulder with the kick, and was hooked. If you know me at all you know the rest is history.
4. When I was 14 I learned to drive Dad’s 1936 John Deere A tractor. You have to start it by spinning this heavy,stiff flywheel, and once it’s going it pops and roars and generally violates very sort of OSHA safety regulation and probably all of the child safety laws as well. However, I still possess all of my limbs and most of my hearing.
5. As a teenager, we had a pet screech owl named Bird Reynolds. He had lost most of one wing. Dad built a cage for him on our deck, and we kept chicks and mice in the freezer to feed him. One day Mom forgot to take a mouse out to thaw,so she put it in the microwave. We had to boil bleach in the microwave after that, to get the smell out.