I loved all the crafty projects we had to do in 5th grade. I remember making a clay model of the aztecs or the Incas and putting them in a shoe box on it's side. That was pretty cool. Also, we made covered wagons and we studied Laura Ingles Wilder..whom I LOOOOOVED!! We also were given an assignment to go home and make a model of a dinosaur made out of homemade clay..flour, salt, and water. I made a Brontasaurus which is still my most favorite dinosaur to this day. I loved making all of those projects. Good times for sure!!

OMG! I rememeber in 5th grade when our teachers picked four of us to go to the library and be interviewed by the Oakland Press. It was me, David Renne, Christina "Chrissy" Newman, and Jason Novak. Luckily I didn't have to go first b/c truthfully I had no idea what it meant to be a first lady. I didn't know that was the President's wife. I knew absolutely nothing about politics. I was your basic kid who was just living. If you look closely at my answer compared to the other 3's, I took a little bit of all of them. lol Too funny. That clipping has hung on the inside of my family's liquor cabinet since it came out back in 1992! Too funny!!

From (Memories in Time: 1990 - 1999) Original Memory Interview Question

His Response:

This is a great film.

One of my dad's favorite movies.

He calls it a sleeper film. Even though theres lots of action, theres still some parts that can put you to sleep.

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From (Early Life) Original Memory Interview Question

His Response:

My great grandmother Renne was the first person I had known that passed away.

I would create a bio popup of her, but all I can remember of her is her kissing me and hanging out at her apartment.

I was at a very young age when she died. I do remember the funeral too, but didnt understand what death was back then.

One sad memory I have was that I refused to kiss her when she was very sick. My parents knew it might be the last time I would see my great grandma Renne. I was scared to kiss many of my family members who werent my mom and dad. I would always wipe the wetness off my mouth and thought it was yucky.

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This one time my brothers friend Chris Wade was spending the night and we all used to like to play baskteball games in the house.

The way that we would play such games is with a nerf type basketball hoop that would reside and sit on the top of a closet door.

So on this particular night, Chris does a slam dunk backward (probably because there was a dunking contest going on) and his ass went completely through the wall!

I dont know how he did it, but that was some kind of huge ass he had as a kid. My parents were so pissed.

Eventually the wall would never be the same after Dad dry walled it. You could always tell there was a hole in the wall there so we would hide it with TVs and other things so it didnt look bad.

Holes in walls always have a good story to them when you think about it. Because something always has to happen when the hole occurred.

So think of a memory of where there was a hole in the wall.