As good as my memory is, there’s always stuff that slips through the cracks — and when it comes to my life, there’s definitely been some stuff that’s come back to take me by surprise, stuff I’ve completely forgotten, one of my favorite examples being when I was giving my cousin a tour of my then-new house and I turned to her and said, “You want to know how I’m going to survive the apocalypse?”
Today’s latest — when I was 3, I used to wake up at 5:30 and bellow from my bed, “DOES ANYBODY WANT TO PLAY CHESS?” And my poor Dad obliged each time.
It was also a deliberate strategy, but don’t tell him that.
