The “Give Me an Age” Meme

 
I got this from slaymesoftly a while back, and this is my reply.

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Age I was given: 20
I lived in: the hometown of one of the richest men in the United States. I never met him, but my brother once almost ran over him in a parking lot. (Accident. Honest.)
I drove: a 1965 Chevy II
I was in a relationship with: a teenaged waitress at a local root beer place. (It wasn’t actually a relationship, but it was the closest thing I had at the time.) We dated some, I wanted to get to know her better, she apparently decided she’d learned enough to know she didn’t want that.
I feared: … I can’t really say. At that point, I’m not sure I had enough self-awareness to be afraid of anything.
I worked at: my first year of college. (I’d delayed entry for a year while I paid for an auto wreck. Not my fault, but there was still a bill to be paid and it was mine to pay.)
I wanted to be: a writer. It was fairly late in my life before I ever wanted to be anything except a writer.

Now I am: 59
I live in: a place just off the highway up in some small, rustic mountains next to a town with a population of less than 400.
I am in a relationship with: the woman who married me, divorced me, and then remarried me ten years later. Someone about whom I used to say, “Imagine spending a third of your life with someone for whom the phrases ‘psychotic bitch’ and ‘the finest person I’ve ever known’ were equally applicable.”
I drive: a 2008 (or is it 2006?) Ford Escort. Two-door, dark gray-brown.
I work at: … not yet. Spent three years hunting work after I got back from my most recent Iraq deployment, and am about to start another line of work, but there are still some things to be nailed down so I’m not announcing it till I’m actually doing it. (Check back in another week.)
I fear: failure. Then anything happening to my kids, or my wife, or the other members of my family, in that order of importance.
I want to be: still a writer. But mainly, successful at something.

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If anyone wants to play, I’ll give a number. (But you’ll need to tell me your actual age so I don’t assign something impossible. ☺)