The first time my "twin" did something that shocked me was in 5th grade.  It might not seem like a huge deal, but it was a sign of later things to come.

     I grew up in a wealthy seaside town, and my family, having bought their house long before the town became "popular", was one of the poorest in town.  Literally.  My parents had clunkers (think "Oldsmobile Toronado") for cars while other families had bmw's, Mercedes and cadillacs.  Still, we had good schools and beautiful surroundings.

    My sister had glasses.  One day, when we were about 10, I remember lining up outside of school in the morning to go into class.  I looked over at my sister, who was in the next line (and class) over, and I watched her twist her glasses.  I couldn't figure out what the hell she was doing.  After school, I saw her with taped up glasses.  She told my mom that her glasses had broke.

    I didn't tell.  I was surprised and didn't know what to do.  I also know that it was a real hardship for my parents to pay for new glasses unexpectedly.  My sister told me that she didn't like her glasses and wanted something different.

That is how I remember things beginning...