My first memory of the boys was the black and blue world tour. I can remember going on the RTD bus to get to the concert at the Pepsi center here In Denver Colorado. I went with my grandma. So this memory is very special to me because she is no longer living. I remember them going on what looked like a bridge over the crowd and of course every single person was singing and jumping and trying to get to the boys. I was so far away at that concert so I don't think I took many pictures. I know on the bus we met another BSB fan who was closer and we exchanged addresses and she sent me some photos which I'm sure I still hsve somewhere. I can remember my grandma loving A.J. lol. I will never ever forget going with her to see the boys. This was my first experience seeing them in concert and still going strong for 21 years!

my first memory of the backstreet boys would be walking past their BSB: All Access Pass vhs in Family Video back in the early 90s. my dad let me choose one video for myself and i was about to leave with a Mary Kate & Ashley special but suddenly this video on the bottom shelf near the snacks caught my eye. I reach down and saw Backstreet Boys across the cover and for some reason i was intrigued. I managed to negotiate a two for one deal and ended up leaving with both movies! when i got home i immediately popped BSB’s movie in the vcr, and i was captivated by these humbled and handsome men...well young men. growing up i appreciated most musical genres however often times i would be made fun of my love for pop music. i remember being told, “black people don’t like pop,” “this music isn’t for us” or the most frequently heard “you like them but they don’t like you-they don’t know you!” all of that went out the window when I saw this beautiful black women sitting at the head of the casting table across from BSB...this woman of power, grace, and beauty was appreciated and adored by this pop group - a white, young boy band! instantaneously, i felt as if my feelings were vindicated! i felt as if they, and all artists alike, knew i existed and they welcomed my admiration and appreciation. in this very moment, i allowed myself to escape my fears of judgment and self doubt, i allowed myself to be proud of preferences and welcomed BSB into my life with open arms! i watched that movie several times before i got caught and sent to bed, but the next morning i asked for their CD and the rest was boy band obsessed history.

for those that don’t know, i’m planning my first vacation-plane ride and everything-to see BSB in concert (finally) for my 30th birthday on November 10th. initially i planned on getting a M&G ticket so that i can share that very story with them (and get birthday kisses as well), however my budget isn’t very accommodating. yet, i would love to be able to win Solider of the Month during my birthday month...especially if it means that BSB would possibly read this very message. good luck to all that entered...#KTBSBPA #DoniMeetsBSB #SoliderStandingTall

My first Backstreet Boys memory is when I first their Get Down music video. There was no internet back then in the Philippines, so the only way for me to get information(s) about then was going to the local school supply store where they also sell a magazine with song lyrics in it. I would save my allowance to buy the magazine just so I can read it up about them. I have to say, it was so worth it, because I never did imagine I will be able to have the experiences I had ( have ) with them years later.

It was 1997 and I was channel surfing. I ended up on VH1 and all of a sudden I see wet shirts, abs, and dudes in the rain. I immediately called my friend so she could turn her TV to the same channel and watch the hotness on the screen. The song was catchy and I waited until the end of the video to see what group this was because I was in LOVE! Turned out to be the Backstreet Boys with Quit Playing Games With My Heart. Got the album soon after and still in love.

My first memory is July 18th 1998. My best friend called asking if I would go to a Backstreet Boys concert with her that night. I didn't know what a Backstreet Boy was. I wanted to spend time with her and I'd never been to a concert before so it seemed like a good idea.... whoever these dudes were. Off I went a few hours later, completely oblivious to the fact that my life would be forever changed that night. The show, of course, was entrancing. I stayed up all night writing them letters to express how amazed I was. The next day my cousin (who has recently passed away) saw how much fun I had and she surprised me with a trip to the store to buy every magazine they had. Together, we plastered my bedroom walls and got in big trouble with my mom! Best 24 hours of my childhood!