From (Early Adulthood) Original Memory Interview Question

His Response:

Well, this is a trick question. I first moved out of my parents' home when I moved to the dorm at Central Michigan University. But that wasn't really moving out -- just relocating for a few months of a few years.

The first time I moved permanently from my parents' house was immediately after leaving CMU. I moved to Saginaw Township to begin my life as a programmer at Dow Corning. I was then a full-fledged adult.

The second time I moved out of my parents' home was after leaving Dow Corning (6 very long months) and a summer of fun. I moved to a rented house with two of my buddies. Halfway through the lease, they found jobs elsewhere and left me to pay the bills.

I left that place after fulfilling the six month lease and moved into a house that my fiancee and I rented. Since she wouldn't be joining me until the wedding, I got stuck with the full rent for three months. Maybe I should have moved back to my parents' home and made a third permanent move from there.

Oh, well. Live and learn.

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The day after my marriage was also a very big day, for Susan and I planned on packing up all her stuff in Troy into the parked truck and planned on leaving that night to stop somewhere in Ohio that night.

In the morning, our hotel was a wreck from all the gathering and getting ready that all the bridesmaids needed to get done the previous day. Susan and I dreaded cleaning all this up, but it wasn't as bad as I thought.

We did kind of get freaked out from this noise that sounded like someone was breaking into our hotel though. It sounded like someone was opening and closing our door. It was extremely loud and you could tell it was happening in the next room. After getting up a few times investigating, I found that it was the wind that was opening up our balcony door and pushing it inward to make that noise.

Susan and I then ordered our first meal as husband and wife and it was a delicious eggs Benedict.

Later it took a few hours to pack up all our belongings into my brother and . . . Read More..

From (Growing up Through Elementary School) Original Memory Interview Question

His Response:

I remember me and some friends took some of my dads gunpowder and dumped thr whole can into a big pile, made a fuse about 12" long and lit the fuse....... OOPS! We did not know that it was black powder and we should have had a 10' fuse. It burned in a matter of 1 second igniting the pile of black powder and we all spent the next two days in the hospital with 3rd degree burns on our face and body. Luckily we did not have permanent scars.

DON'T PLAY WITH GUN POWDER!!!!!!!

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