I have a small scar underneath my eyebrow on my right toward the my nose. I got it when I was around six or seven years old.

My neighbors on one side has two daughters and two sons. My neighbor on the other side had two boys, Kenny and Billy.

Joy and I spent a lot of time hanging out and playing with Kenny and Billy and occasionally we would get in a fight with them too. One day, I got really mad at Kenny (I don’t remember why) but I remember chasing him over to his house and, when I got there, I picked up one of those big fat wiffleball bats, backed him up against the wall of his house, and hit him across his chest with it.
Of course Kenny was around the same age, so it probably did hurt him. Even if it didn’t, I do know it made him mad. …