It’s easy to remember seeing my first Earwig only because it pinched the back of my neck. I was single at the time. For me, back then, going to bed before 1 a.m. was considered early. I had an ’82 T-top dark blue V-8 Camaro parked out front. Didn’t have a lot of money, but didn’t have a lot of cares either. That Camaro, brand new, cost me $10,700 at the time; but the interest was 12.5 percent. How times have changed. No matter, the car was beautiful, and living inside my ramshackle abode in San Juan, I was a relatively happy ...