The first absolute memory I have is when I was about 3 years old living in Leander, TX. I don't remember much, but I can remember getting in trouble for taking all kinds of electronic stuff apart and not knowing how to put it back together. Dad was in construction, so we ended up moving to Fayetteville, NC sometime in late 1983. We lived in a nice 2-story house at 511 Powell Dr. and life was good, as far as I can remember anyway. I met my first friend there, whose name was Brian. He and I had alot of fun together digging holes for clubhouses, etc... and spent every day together. I watched Mickey Mouse on the Disney channle everyday, and I loved to sneak and watch rock and roll videos when Mom wasn't around. I couldn't do much of anything when she was watching because she said everything was evil or the devil's work. I do believe that was when my love for music started. I has my 5th birthday in NC then we moved back to Texas shortly thereafter. I will never forget how heartbroken I was to have to leave my friend Brian and come back to Texas.