 I arrived on March 18, 1999 |
 At first, it wasn't much fun. |
 It didn't take long to enjoy. |
 Cookies and Cookie Monsters helped me get my bearings. |
 After that, everything was pretty much cool. |
 It didn't take long to learn how to manipulate my parents. |
 All I had to do was play innocent and I had whatever I wanted. |
 Dad and Mom took me to see Papaw when I was 6 months old. |
 I'm not really pleased with this picture --but you know parents. |
 My Dad was always a clown. Regardless, I din't think this was that funny. |
 Here I am in the portable prison. This is totally humiliating and demeaning |
 Papaw has pretty flowers. He gave Dad some seeds. |
 Life was meant to be fun. I don't intend to be left out. |
 This is me and Dad. We climbed the sand dunes of the Saharah Destert. |
 I bet you can't eat 12 crickets and 9 night crawlers at the same time. |
 We don't have lots of leaves in Pooler, but Papaw does. He kept covering me but I kept coming back. |
 Nana Lana bougtt me an ice cream cone. I assume they were to be enjoyed. |
 Nana asked me to water the flowers. Believe me, minimum wage really sucks! |
 This is my Dad in May, 1970. He thinks he's really hot stuff. |
 He thinks he knows which end of the bat I should hold. |
 After 33 years, here I am! I'm a whole lot better than my Dad. |
 I was named after Dale (88) Jarrett. And I still had to pay for the T-shirt. |
 This is my '05 school picture. They made me pose by the mail box. |
 The baseball recruiters showed up. They said cards would boost my career. |
 After graduating college at age seven, I'm ready to carve my niche... |
 ... but first, I'm going to chill out and go to Disney World.... |
 ... and then, perhaps, start my own "dot com." |
