First reptiles were a pair of wild caught Gopher Snakes. Neighbor kid caught them and sold them to me for like $10 when I was in the third grade. I kept them in a card board box with a dirt bottom outside.
They were truly awesome snakes. I would put them on my neck and the two of them would just sit there forever. I could walk the streets and hear people oooh and awe over them. One eventually escaped, surprise-surprise so I let the other go.
Those two snakes started it all. I WAS HOOKED!! Spent much of my childhood out looking for and catching critters versus video games or sports.
Only later in life did I realize that I was probably freezing the snakes in that card board box, so they enjoyed wrapping around my warm neck AND trying to kill me for leaving them in a stinking box! Hah!