Earliest, Earliest Memory

I remember that I was born at a very early age. When I was 3 months old...no, that too early. My earliest memory was probably when I was 4. It was a Spring day as I recall, because it was a breezy, warm day. The heat of summer wasn't apparent. I was sitting on the wooden porch steps of our house.

I recall seeing a man (well I guess anyone over 10 was a man to me back then) walking down the street with a newspaper open & held at arms length. He was reading while walking. I remember thinking, wow, that's so cool (well cool wasn't used back then), I wish I could read the paper too. I can't wait until I start going to school.

I eventually did start going to school. Funny thing is that I was never wild about school while going. But I did start reading newspapers, to the point I devoured them later on in life. Now I don't touch them - got me the handy-dandy Internet for all the news I'll ever need.