My parents weren't religious at all. I remember the first time I heard about Jesus was at school.

I remember the first time I heard 'The Thunder Rolls.' It was dark, and we were driving to the beach. There was the thunder outside and the thunder in the song. It was eerie.

I remember the first time I had sex - I kept the receipt.

The first time I remember really being excited about a book was 'The Count of Monte Cristo.'

In the 1950s, as food rationing ended, I remember a plentiful supply of sweets for the first time.

I believe I can even yet remember when I saw the stars for the first time.