The one thing I miss about not living so close to my family is our dinner debates.
Sure, they often get heated but it’s never mean-spirited. Or perhaps I’m only remembering the good stuff. Probably. Still, it’s one of the things I miss.
I think I’ve mentioned this before but when I was younger, in elementary school, before dinner we’d have to pick out an article from the paper and discuss it at dinner. Could be from any section, and it always provided good discussion. The parentals weren’t interested in us memorizing the article, just curious as to why we chose it, etc.
I remember this was how I got to see my first concert, too. I clipped out an article on the MGB and made my case on why I should be able to go with my friend, sans parents. I must have been 14 or so, and only had one friend who liked MGB too, so we had to convince both sets of parents. I’m sure my pleading eyes and promises to do extra chores probably helped, but they agreed.
This memory popped into my head today, as I’ve been pondering firsts.
What was your first concert?
What election did you first vote in?