My "Genesis"

In the beginning when God created the heavens and the earth... I was not there, but I hear it was a sight to behold.  My beginning was surely not as awe inspiring, but none the less, dark and full of promise.

I was born, in Ft Worth, Texas on the 9th of July, 1973. Does this make me a Texan? Some say no, but it does not bode well for identifying with a birthplace that I really don't know one bit about... You could say that I've had an identity crisis from birth. This first quandary in my life exists to present day as one of the things that makes me ...ME!! What I mean is... that, most people know where they are from. In a lot of ways this defines who we become. (more on that in future ramblings)

Shortly after life for me began, we moved because of my father being transfered by the Air Force to New England. This would turn out to be the first of many returns to this area.  Anyway, we lived in Londonderry, New Hampshire, on Gordon Drive. This is where my first memories take place. I remember our house, my school and my church. These "buildings" seemed so HUGE to me as a lil' Dave. Massive in size and presence, my early identity was shaped by those surroundings. I recall the buildings themselves far more vividly than any actual event that took place within their walls. Only from those forced memories via photo and family lore do the people and events actually ring a bell, but these type of memories seem to take on a life of their own as relates to further self identification growing up. (another place for elaboration later)

Next transfer for dad brought us to Virginia. This is (as I can remember) my first recognition of who I was as a boy. All the sights and sounds of my memories began to flourish there. I recall for the first time actually living   close to a military installation, Langley AFB. The F15 fighter jets flying overhead, close proximity to Norfolk Naval Base, among other amazing things and places. Some of my fondest recollections was a brunch on deck of the USS Nimitz aircraft carrier, putting around with a friend on a little dingy in the Chesapeake pretending to be admirals of our own armada, or running with my dad to the bay. To me, I find it funny that seemingly small memories like these carry so well to later life, but I do know that they definitely started the shaping process for me as a youth. I learned what every boy learns eventually... life is pretty cool, full of sensational things both man made and other worldly as well. In Virginia I would also join Cub Scouts... (another chapter to be explained in detail later)

Transfer time again, the first one I really remember being told about, brought us back to New Hampshire, Hudson this time. I was older now about 8 is my best guesstimate... too young to really be of much help with the move but in the eyes of my parents just old enough to fly ahead of their road trip up, and stay with my Nana for the summer YAY!! (really REALLY miss my Nana) I remember like it was only a handful of summers ago... I had a bag of distractions, some gummy bears and such, as well as eyes and ears on EVERYTHING!!! I watched the sun set on Virginia and a thunderstorm upon arrival in Boston. My Uncle Jim and Nana met me at the airport... I was a BIG SHOT!!!  That summer resides in the annuls of my very favorite. (many since and to this day have been spent trying to live those memories yet another time. We had a hurricane bringing thunderstorms I enjoyed from the porch at Camp, (hail the size of golf balls), My Uncle Jim brought me to Boston to see my first Sox game... Ekersley on the mound pitching to Carlton Fisk... Dwight Evans, Jim Rice... Yaz!!! Those were boys of summer for me that year.

Eventually the family would join me at the new house (from here forward referred to as my parents "old" house... We'd spend the next 5 years there. Across the street Erich soon moved in too with his Army family. (Look for the book of Erich in future blogs)(as well as the books of Mom and Dad Cole or Bill and Judy... can't decide yet)

Junior High... football, blah blah blah... normal growing up stuff mostly form '80 to '85. (perhaps I'll circle back to something here ...dunno?

I think this is a great place to jump off for now...