Tiffany Rochell Cumbo.
My Uncle Jim "Woof" Williams were playing tinker-toys with us. I do not remember seeing Nathan or Alan or even Karen. Jim was showing me how to build cool ships or buildings or something out of tinker-toys. He left. I continued playing. I was at my 163 trailer in Rose Grove, Forest Grove, Oregon USA. That same day, or on another day, I left the kitchen counter, where I played with tinker-toys, and got onto my red scooter. I went towards the park. A young 3 year old brunette girl said, "Hi, what's your name?" I quietly said "Joey" since I was so shy until like college or so. She may have been the first female friend of mine. In 1993, when I was 8, I drew pictures of marrying Tiff, but she would always have boyfriends, we were just friends, and Tiff died on Saturday, the 5th of April 2003.
Back to the first day that I met her, when her mother came home, Tiff told her mom, "Joey is my boy friend." Her mom would say, "No he is not." Yes, he is. No, he is not. Me & Tiff went to my house to get some of my toys. I even pulled her in a red wagon. We went into the yard next to her house and buried some some of my toys.
Before that, right after I first said hi to her, we played a Batman & Robins version of tag on my scooter and her tricycle around her parents car. We would play with each other almost everyday for years. One time, while playing hiding and seek, Tiff hid in the trunk of my dad's small orange car. We may have pretended not to find her. Dad drove us to the 5 days long daily summer Vacation Bible School at our Cornelius Community Baptist Church in Cornelius, Oregon USA. She got home around 8 or 9 PM. Her parents seem to be mad at her because she was out too late. She cried to the leaders during the prayer time because she felt that she was going to someday move and that means losing your old friends.
1990
5 years old
170, Rose Grove, Forest Grove, Oregon, United States
Joey Arnold, The Original Oatmeal
