Laura Laura became Lolly-gagger when Laura, Mike and kids were over at our house having a jolly good time and she threw up on our air conditioning unit outside.

I remember my first encounter of someone doing something really bad to me.  My brother and I were hanging out one day.  He was riding his bike and I was riding my knight rider three wheeler (i forgot what those things were called). 

Anyways we were passing the backside of this park right next to our house which was pretty rare that we were that far and these bullies approached us.

One of them had a bottle of some sort filled with mud and who knows what else.  My brother got away, but they sprayed me with it.

I cried....  :.-(

I remember my sophomore year in high school me and Lorne Deacon went out "Trick or Treating".  We were too old to be doing this but we wanted the candy and thought we would have a good time.  We thought we would be too old to get our candy stolen from us.

On Snowapple near Chris Shea's house we saw that there was a large group of hoodlums walking towards us.  We thought we would ignore them and walk by.  They surrounded us and demanded our candy.  It was pretty scary because I remember some of them had weapons and I remember one person carrying a blade.

We told them we would not give them our candy and when they insisted, Lorne said "No!" and ran away.  I was left alone with the hoodlums.  As they closed in on me, I thought for sure I was a goner.

But then, from out of the crowd, someone yelled, "Leave him alone, he listens to punk music!".  It was true, and never was I more thankful that I had been . . . Read More..

I went trick or treating with my dad, my brother and my cousins one year in my old neighborhood in Birdland.  After receiving candy from each person, we would thank them.
    dan10878, however would always say "Thank Lou".  He had a lisp or something at the time.
    Eventually, one of had to ask, "Who's Lou?"

I remember when I came home from our marching band trip to London after New Year's Day, 1994.  My parents picked me up at the airport.  I was glad to be back and see them again.  However, they had some bad news for me.  While I was in London, Whiskey (the family dog) died.  I was deeply saddened by this but he had been getting older his health was failing.  My parents cheered me up by taking me to the Summit Place Mall and buying me a Super Nintendo game.  It was Clayfighter.

I remember really liking the game and I was surprised by the intro music of the game which actually had voices singing; that was the first time I had heard that on a video game.

I didn't have to wait long to get a replacement for Whiskey.  A few months later we got a little black labrador for $35 and named him "Shemp".