I could never do anything fast enough. It was always faster, faster, faster until I almost became hysterical a few times.

While sledding down the hill on the street next to our home the street itself turned right and I could coast a good distance or as per my mother's insistence go straight into our driveway of loose gravel and quickly stop. The street dead ended at the top of the hill as a driveway. There was virtually no traffic. I was going down the hill and was going to turn right going down the road but at the last moment I knew if mother saw me I was in deep trouble so I turned the steering bar sharply to the left to go into our driveway. Well I didn't make the driveway and ran into an old fence post with barbed wire wrapped around it. When the sled stopped I kept going causing my head to hit the post and barbed wire. I got up crying and with blood running down my face. I ran into the house and to my mother who I guess almost panicked. She called my dad who came home to take me to the doctor who put three stitches in my forehead. I was about 5 or 6 years old when the USA was deep in WWII and gas rationing. The post is gone now but that corner is still there like it was and memories of all the problems it presented me including being covered with poison ivy that turned me into a itching red skinned young boy.

i always had someone my own age to play with since im a twin

Sure, every time something was wrong, my siblings accused me of it. Finally I discovered that simply accepting it avoided discussions with my parents!

Yes I was taken to Langhorne speedway when I was 3,We went in the infield.I stood there quiet as usual until a crash happened,then i spoke my first words..Oh my driver crashed. Then I ran to see it before anyone noticed.

Lots of freedom to explore the woods, creek and railroad tracks. Yearly vacations to the Jersey shore. Lots of stuff in the attic from older siblings, like 45's that me and my little sister tossed out of the attic window on an angle so they would go toward the RR tracks and woods

I became a model at age six in Japan. I lost my first potential assignment to my baby brother. When the photographer saw him, he wanted to photograph him, rather than me. I became an actress at age thirteen. This time, my brother did not beat me to a role.

It was a long long time ago, lots of things happened and so here we are today.... happy?

I belonged to a cub scout pack when I was 8 (7 actually - my stepdad was one of the scoutmasters for the area). The other scoutmaster was a local author/historian - I went to school with one of his kids. We went on a field trip to the Cape Hatteras lighthouse and I climbed all of the steps to the top. It wasn't until many years later that I learned that this other scoutmaster, as a kid, rode to a dedication service to the Wright Brothers Memorial in 1937 - sitting on the lap of Amelia Earhart! [] Later, after I was grown, I came within the width of a light pole from being in an episode of Matlock.