It was at the end of the summer in 1979 and I was six years old. During these times, I was living with my mom in a block in Brooklyn. In this block I made a very good friend, Adam. We were just like brother and sister – we did everything together.
One of our favourite activities was lighting up firecrackers – of course, our parents didn’t want us to do that but we did it anyway! So one day, when Adam’s mom was babysitting us, we decided to light some firecrackers. We stole her lighter, went out into the alley and began to light our stuff.