My First Memory

(No this isn't a story about RAM. )

My first memory is holding hands with my dad walking down the steps of a government building. It was a partly cloudy day and the nearly white steps were bright. It was September or October in Minnesota and the temperature was perfect. I felt happy calm anticipation. We were there to "pick up my sister." I was a little over two years old and both me and my sister were adopted.

What does this have to do with software? I noticed that "second family" appeared in My First Program and that got me thinking about my first memory. When I think of all my software stories the friends are vital parts of the stories. You feel like extended family. Don't worry I won't use real names! Come to think of it I learned about what a friend is from my dad, but that's another story...

I'll explore the relationship of software and family more as the stories unfold. How are software and family related for you?