My life started in New Orleans, LA in 1953. My father taught Religious Education at New Orleans Baptist Theological Seminary. I have a brother named John. He is 7 1/2 years older than me. My mother stayed at home to raise us, while my father was away preaching or teaching.
When I was five, we moved to Columbia, SC, because my father became the Director of Sunday School work for the South Carolina Baptist Convention. By the time I was five, I had already been to California and visited Disneyland. My hero was Roy Rogers, and I had his autograph and a wristwatch. A lot of kids were envious of all the places I had been. I knew no better.
My parents sent me to public school, which was probably a good thing. I've always believed in the public educational system, because I think it makes a person more well-rounded.
So, what about Page? Well, she was my first girlfriend, although she didn't know it. I think you'll be seeing a trend develop soon. Page was the most popular girl in our first-grade class. I was the smartest. In fact, my teacher told my parents that I had the second-highest IQ ever to attend that school. Being smart had its drawbacks, though. I didn't get asked to go to parties. Even as an elementary school kid, I was happier playing by myself or with my two neighbors--Bruce and Philip. I didn't play much sports, because I was always picked last for things. Maybe it was the glasses, or because I was small, or because my father was a minister. I wanted to play sports, but there was a stigma about me. "Don't pick Walter, because we will lose." After you hear that for a while, you think you are a loser.
Page grew up and moved away. She went to England. I don't know what happened to her after that, but my life was changing rapidly, and I was just in the seventh grade.
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