September 1976 on my 11th birthday. I was mowing the from lawn and I saw her on the back seat of my mothers car as I walked by with the mower.
My mother watched me from the window, and came out and got her out and handed her to me.
The first two notes I played were E and G and I continued to play A, C, and ended up learning "Led Zepplin's Four Sticks" by ear/memory right there on the lawn. I've been an odd time nerd ever since.
The bass was a beautiful Daphne Blue Fender Musicmaster she got from a local pawn shop. I destroyed the finish and stripped her down and painted her with black Tremclad spray paint, routed out the body and put a set of DiMarzio Super Distortion P Bass pickups, a Gibson Ripper bridge, and a black metal pickguard, with money I got the following Christmas.
I've still got her, but the bridge mount snapped one day while she was just sitting there on a stand. Now she lives in a case under the bed. Maybe it's time to dig her up and put on a new bridge.