When I was 6 or 8 years old, my parents hired a teenage girl who lived next door to babysit my sister and me. My mom left strict instructions that she was never to leave us alone. One night, we were bored with all of our toys, and Janet said that if she had her board and pieces she could teach us how to play chess. We begged and pleaded and promised not to tell our parents that she'd left us alone, and finally she agreed: she ran next door lightning-fast and returned with her set. A new chess lover was born that night.
I've played off and on for the past 40 years now. I still remember playing a 25-game "tournament" with my dad when I was 10 or 12; I won, 13 to 12.
I joined the USCF about 10 years ago, the last time I got re-interested in the game, but let my membership lapse after a year, and by that time I was spending my time on other things. I discovered chess.com in late 2009, and this time the bug seems to have bitten me harder than it has in the past: I'm still playing regularly after a year, I've acquired and started studying several good chess books, and I've now competed in two OTB tournaments.
I look forward to many more games in the future.