I hustled off the train from work. I was tired and flustered and ready to move to the next activity of the evening, a play date with friends we hadn't seen in some time. The work day was rough and I'd gone to the doctor that morning so my mind was not centered. I swung open the door to my kids' father's place and rushed in. He had a guest there so I made certain I was polite as I whisked by to get the kids together for the play date.
I recall getting it when the color came out. I recall opening it and filling it with songs and then realizing I had so much memory that I'd never be able to fill it up. I remember using it for pregame mixes for my team's warm up. I recall listening to it on the city bus (we had no kids and rode the bus everywhere). I recall wondering how he got this because we weren't ballin' back then in the slightest. I recall my students being stoked I had one, which is a big deal because I taught at an affluent prep school. I recall never putting it down. I recall it being the beginning of all the great electronic gifts he bought for me... I recall it all.