I grew up in Coatesville, PA. It’s about 15 minutes away from Downingtown and I had so many great memories there. I remember one day my mom was at work and I was still trying to teach myself how to ride a bike. She came home and I was riding down the street next to her to surprise her with my new accomplishment. Most of the things that I did as a kid were derived from wanting to surprise my parents, whether it was something good or jumping out from behind the couch to scare them. I thought I was always different, in the way that I wasn’t a boring kid. Always wanting to do things, showcase skills, and be social with family friends. I remember a blistering, cold night on Halloween in Coatesville. The streets were dark and all the kids were out
