Day 3: Your first love
I don't remember exactly who it was, but I do remember as far back as 1st grade. That year I was on a co-ed tee-ball team. There was a little redheaded boy that had the same birthday as me. I guess that was the selling point for me. I cried the day I had to tell him I was moving from Reno, Nevada to Plano, Texas. He must not of meant too much if I don't remember his name. :)
I haven't thought of that story in awhile. Guess this little challenge really makes you think. Oh to be young again.
Saturday, April 16, 2011
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