Tennis anyone?

Yesterday I played tennis for the first time in over 10 years....and I wasn't too rusty. I was using my roommate's old racquet which had a crumbling grip that shed all over my hands and made control kind of tough. However, my lapse of 12+ years of playing still left me better than the roommate.
When I was around 5 my dad and stepmom got really into tennis. Not sure why...popular yuppie sport in the 80's I guess. He used to take me out in the driveway and hit balls to me. We'd do this for hours. For a five year old I had some pretty decent power. I used to hit them into the neighbors' yards all the time (neighbors were very lovely to put up with this). My dad seemed to have this whole concept that if he taught me when I was little the muscle memory would preserve or something. I also took 'real' lessons in middle school. I was not so good then because it turned out that I needed glasses and no one knew. My first tennis lesson post-contact lenses was a real eye opener- no pun intended- I was finally able to see the ball, whereas before it was just a large fuzzy yellow thing coming at me.