My First Tooth Fairy Visit: Unknown. We were poor. Bad dental hygiene wasn't rewarded until my mom got her third job. By that time, I didn't believe in that kind of fairy.
My First Detention: 1969. My first year in a new neighborhhod, at a new parochial school, with a new set of nuns from a different order of school teachers. I made new friends by acting out in class. It worked.
My First French Kiss: 1966. I was eight, she was 7, we were listening to *I Will Follow Him*.
My First Bra: 1975. Since I'm a guy, it took me longer than for many other people.
My First Cigarette: 1965. My father made me and my brother smoke one with him. He was drunk (my father).
My First Tampon: 1971. I learned that when I was out of rolling papers, tampon wrappers made great joints.
My First Drink: 1970. Catholic Memorial high school basketball game. Who remembers the opponent?
My First Drunk: See above! Puked on myself for the first time. Lost my first friend due to booze. Lied to my family about booze for the first time.
My First Marijuana High: 1971. It did nothing for me in 1970, but kicked my ass this time!
My First Trip: I assume jendi is asking for the first acid (LSD) trip. That would be 1972. I laughed til my face hurt, for the first time in my life.
My First Sex: Voluntary?
My First Grey Hair: 1975. I was seventeen. This was my first conscious encounter with vanity, also.
My First Shave: 1973. I didn't really need it, either. This may have been my first masculinity crisis, as well.
My First Dye Job: 1975. My hair was long, and looked better not dyed!
My First Traffic Accident: 1973. I was drunk, but my mother's co-worker was much drunker than me, and he decided to *teach me how to drive,* making this also my first driving lesson. I wrapped the car around a light pole.
My First Speeding Ticket: None yet! WAIT! STOP THE PRESSES! I got my first speeding ticket in December, 1997. But, never again!
My First Quitting Smoking: 1980. Then 1984. Then 1987. Then 1993.
Created: Tuesday, 31 December 1996