Nature vs. Nurture refers to two different developmental influences: Nature meaning that you inherited some specific trait genetically, Nurture meaning that the trait has been instilled in you by way of the environment in which you grew up in.

Another example of a nature aspect of development would be my height. While my dad towers over me at just over 6’, I have inherited my height from both my mother, and my paternal grandmother. At 5’1”, I’m actually taller than both of them. This would be Nature over Nurture because I don’t believe it would be possible to raise a child any differently in which it would influence their height.

I think a trait of mine that would be classified as Nurture would be my health. I’m a vegetarian, who exercises daily, never drinks, and has never picked up a cigarette or put any illegal substances in my body. I learned these traits by watching those around me suffer from chronic health problems due to their diets and addiction to substances (legal or not), so I

I’d also like to mention a 5th aspect of my development, which I am still to this day on the fence about. I have asthma, allergies, and eczema. These three conditions tend to come together, and are usually inherited, making it a nature trait. However, I have read studies that claim that these conditions can also be because by the chemicals found in second hand smoke. (More on this can be found at the following link: http://www.sciencedaily.com/releases/2008/07/080723170835.htm) As an infant, I was unfortunately exposed to a lot of second hand cigarette smoke, so I have never been sure whether this was a nature or nurture trait. 282

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Some of my favorite memories of growing up include fishing trips to Three Lakes Park. I would dig up worms to “help” you out. I wasn’t ever afraid to get dirty (something I think I inherited from you). I actually have a lot of memories with us fishing together. Like the time that I caught the Rockfish that was probably about 18” long. I couldn’t reel it in, so you had to do the work. Actually, I don’t even think I baited my own hook that day, so really all I did was stand there with the pole and hand it to you when I knew the fish was there! I think the greatest fish tale is when you caught what I think we decided was a Cownose Ray. You had him on spider wire, so the line was NEVER going to break. You waited until he tired himself out by swimming up and down the shoreline. About 45 minutes to an hour later, you hauled in this HUGE, monster of a sea creature. It had a least a 4 foot wing span, and was probably a foot thick. I don’t think I would have believed it if I weren’t there!

One of my favorite memories is that trip that you, Rhiannon and I took to Mountaintop Ranch to go trail riding. We had mostly walked the entire narrow, winding trail. The horses picking up steam every now and then when the trail opened up a little bit. When the trail suddenly led out of the woods, into an open field, we were warned that the horses “would pick up a little trot” as they knew they were almost home. The horses took one look across that field, broke into a gallop, and hauled as fast as they could. I just remember looking back at you, holding on as tight as you could, pulling back on the reins as hard as you could, with your legs flapping up and down, and screaming “MY BRAKES DON’T WORK!”

Of all the memories I have with you, I think my favorite is when you began taking me to start riding Heidi’s horses, Rumors and Swinger. You recorded video (thank God that footage is lost…), of Rhiannon and I taking turns on the two horses, learning the very basics in riding. Little did you know back then, that these first few lessons turned into this crazy, ridiculous, head over heels passion, which has now consumed half of my life (yes I’ve been riding over half my life now…makes you feel old, huh?). If it weren’t for you giving me my first experience in the saddle, I can’t imagine who I would be today. For that, I can’t put into words how thankful I am.

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Here is a story you can use from Liam - I love my Papaw Rocky. He has rocked me to sleep and spoiled me ever since I was a baby. I often tell my Mommy I want to go to Papaw's house and go for a ride. I love him so much that I have a GI Joe at home that I call Papaw and sometimes I take him to sleep with me.
Here is a story from me - I was living at my moms house after going thru a break up. One night I was very down and Rocky took me out to dinner to cheer me up. That meant a lot to me. My own dad hasn’t ever done anything like that for me.
Another memory from me - Going to the Sandpiper Reef Restaurant for the Halloween party a few years ago. We all got dressed up and drank the night away. Rocky used all of my eyeliner to paint his face.

Dad

Hello!

If you are receiving this message it is because you, in some way, are friends with or are related to Rocky Henderson. My father is turning 55 this year, and to celebrate I’d like to put together a little surprise for him. The goal is to fill 55 envelopes with 55 memories from his family and friends. My dad is QUITE the character, and I’m sure there are some stories out there he would love to re-live.

This is why I need your help.

If you could please take a moment to jot down your favorite memory or a story you have of the infamous Rocky Henderson, and send it my way, I would be forever grateful. There are no rules when it comes to the memory itself. You can write a full letter, you can write 1 sentence, or just a couple of words. You can send it by Facebook, by email, or by regular mail. It can be hand written or typed. You can sign your name, or asked to be left anonymous. If you have more than one memory PLEASE feel free to send multiples my way!

The only thing I ask is that you put them on separate pieces of paper, or separate emails/messages so that I can put them in separate envelopes. The only rule to this project is that IT MUST REMAIN A SECRET! My dad can’t find out about it or it will lose a little bit of the magic :) Feel free to pass this message on to others you know would like to participate (I do have 55 envelopes to fill!), just ask that they, too, keep it a secret!

I’m hoping to get enough to finish before the end of November. His birthday is Dec 21st, (so please keep it a secret until after then!)

Here’s how to contact me:

By email:
HendersonVL@vcu.edu

By Facebook message:
www.facebook.com/lachelleh

By mail:
6407 Trailview Circle
Apt 303
Chester VA, 23831

By text message:
(804) 971- 8083

Thank you SO much for taking a few moments of your time to participate. This means a lot to me, and I’m sure it will mean a lot to my father on his birthday.

Thanks again,
Lachelle Henderson