Earliest April Fools memory
When I was a little kid, I had blond hair. More than that, I was proud of my blond hair. Loved that it was light, and if my mother had let me, I would have bleached it to get it lighter.

My father was aware of this. And so came April 1, 1985.

"Zach!," he said in a shocked and serious tone that would have pleased any acting coach, "your hair is jet black!"

I was petrified, and took off for the bathroom to look in the mirror. When I saw my hair was as blond as before, I was relieved, if confused.

"April Fools!," my dad said, laughing.

And thus, I was had. Since then, I have hated April Fools day.