18. To be honest I don’t really remember much about Elementary school. I moved around a lot and went to three different schools. But I have this memory of being in like 3rd grade or so and I found a huge stack of Yugioh cards. It was awesome. Granted they were all fairly shitty but still.
24. I can’t really remember something in particular that someone has said to me. There is of course CDC (Choices, Decisions, Consequences) that was drilled into my head by my father throughout my life, but that isn’t necessarily something that means a lot to me but is more of a way to live life. Something that means the absolute world to me though would have to be a gift from my late Uncle Jim. He gave me and my siblings each a gift. And inside the box is a small bag that contains a marble sized metal earth. And to go along with this earth he wrote on a tiny piece of paper, “Brandon, Hold this in your hands and know that you can change it.” I often times dig for the box whenever times get rough for me and just hold it in my hands. It truly gets me through a lot. So, that is something that is very dear to my heart especially since it came from my Uncle who also had to battle depression throughout the course of his life until he was unable to keep up the fight.
32. A place that I remember fondly would be my Uncle Jim’s house. we used to go there like once a month when we were kids. And this was back in the days when you would drive from wherever you were to go there. We were very close families. Both him and his wife were my godparents and his two sons, being my cousins, were essentially like two more older brothers. It’s pretty crazy to think of how old we all have become and to think off all that we’ve been through. I remember when my Uncle died and we were in town for the wake and funeral, and my two cousins were attending The Ohio State University at the time. And they had tickets to the Ohio State versus Michigan State game. They were unsure if they were going to go because of all of this and I remember them gingerly asking if me and my brother wanted to go and we said yea. And that night we went down to columbus and stayed at their place and we just got a shit ton of mountain dew and some food and we proceeded to do a big tournament on a NCAA football game were we each picked so many times and created a bracket and everything. But for those day and a half it wasn’t so much of my cousins taking care of us but rather us flipping it around, in particular myself, and being strong for them and making sure they were able to enjoy a night and not fret about things. I would say in that moment is when I grew up way too fast but it was worth it. That weekend will always be seared into my brain and it was a changing point in my life. I guess, I strayed from your question but this is an extension of all those fond memories of going up to my Uncle’s to visit or to go there for thanksgiving. So yea.