About Me - The Beginning

Guess I should post a little bit about myself, seems people are always interested in knowing a little about the person behind the site, as well as how we got to this place in our lives.

I started my unique existance on February 10, 1957, in a Catholic Hospital in Bend, Oregon. Let's see, that makes me 46 years old and getting older by the minute. I was born the son of Ronald Henderson Price of Seven Springs, North Carolina and Mary Jane Nelson of Mount Shasta, California.

My birth found my mother separated from my father who was then stationed with the Air Force in Japan. My mother was too close to my birth for the doctor's to let her take such a long trip with me. So, we were in Bend cooling our heels at my Grandmother's farm waiting for my eventual entry into the world. Funny, when I visited Bend, Oregon in 1995 just before my retirement from the Army, I found my Grandmother's farmhouse has been replaced by an Albertson's Grocery Store parking lot. Everything changes and nothing ever remains the same.

In mid-April we eventually joined my father in Japan, and the rest is history, as they say.

I only know about my time in Japan from the stories my father and mother told me years later, but it seems my first spoken words are a toss up between English and Japanese. Back in those days my parents hired a live in houskeeper-babysitter and of course she was speaking to me in her native Japanese while my parents were striving to teach me English. My father told me he would have to stop me in mid-sentence and tell me to speak English. So I guess my earliest years were bi-lingual. We left Japan around 59' or 60' and I have not spoken Japanese since!

It's really amazing what we learn and then forget through misuse, my high school years are full of learning things that I've forgotten now. To bad all people aren't born with instant recall of all learning experiences. To this day my wife is fond of asking me if I remember certain things during our last 16 years and seems to take delight in the dumfounded look I give her in reponse. But, then I plumb the depths of my memory and find that two can play that game :-) .

My early life is really sketchy as I guess is most adults. I have vague memories of certain events and experiences that made some sort of impression on me, and then occasionally something in my daily life springs another memory. Strange thing, human memory!

More to come later... Stay tuned -