The photo on the top right...

(is currently missing - will return when I find another copy)...was taken when I was 5 or less. I have no memory of it being taken.

In fact, I can't remember more than a couple of events before 1959, and as early as the 1960's that was the best I could do. People who remember being babies certainly have a skill I never had. At the age of three I pulled a full size dressing mirror over my head. I was found sitting in a sea of glass shards. No memory.

I CAN remember being four and meeting up with a kid I didn't know, going into his house and pulling a tank loaf of bread out from under the kitchen sink and eating the middle out of it with him. His mother wasn't pleased and I have no idea why I did it, but I remember it.