I never cried when my father died.
Like I said in the story of My Earliest Memory, I remember him kicking me so hard, I went at least 10 or 12 feet. I was only a small child, but that [...]
My first cigarette.
Believe it or not, my first cigarette was at the age of 9 years old, thanks to my sister (who was 11 at the time). I had it not far from where we lived, I [...]
My earliest memory.