My earliest memory was of sitting on a wooden chair on a rainy day as I ate a sandwich and watched a black-and-white cartoon on TV about a tiger. I think I remember that because all of my senses were triggered to anchor the memory. The hard wooden chair was uncomfortable; the rain made pattering sounds, and caused the air to smell good; the baloney and cheese sandwich stimulated taste, and of course the cartoon was sight and sound.- -Hello world! I was then fully functional... 