Loving Step-parents

This all happened when to me when I was thirteen years old. I was a rather shy kid who had trouble making friends. One of the problems was that David Hemmer, that's me, did so well in school that the other kids were put off. They were a little afraid of my brain, I guess, and I didn't know how to communicate well enough to get them over it. As a result, I became sort of a recluse, I would hurry home from school each day and do things on my PC to keep busy.

My mother died when I was five and I just barely remembered her. My father was fairly indulgent and when it came to some things would make sure that I had only the very best. I had a good PC with a lot of software and extra hardware. I even had a modem so I could pick things up from bulletin boards and from other PC users too.