I attended preschool at 4. I recall distinctive memories of that experience.

My parents got divorced the same week I turned 5. We moved…

I recall the house I grew up in. The playset. The sand box. The dogs. The neighbors. The neighborhood. The exact address. The phone number. Riding my bike around, parts of the town I grew up in(we moved out of that town and indeed never lived there since). Even climbing trees. Friends. Getting blue ribbons in track. I was a great sprinter. All from before I was 5.

The dog wrapped itself around the tree and died right after my 4th birthday, like in July or August.

I don’t recall my 3rd birthday party, though. But I recall my 4th. I recall my babysitter. Haha, my dad even had me golfing.