I had to of been between 8 years old and 10 years old because my Memaw (grandmother) taught me to chain stitch and how to turn before she went into the nursing home. I remember working on chain after chain to impress her with getting even stitches. She also gave me a small loom (big enough to do those looped pot holders) and taught me to make pot holders then crochet an edging around them. My Aunt then took over one summer and got me started on a ripple stitch afghan. I worked on that off and on from 5th grade through my Senior year of High School. --- Don't judge -- more about that in a minute.
When my Memaw passed away my Papaw gave me her hooks, an old Coats and Clark "how to crochet" book that she had obviously used over and over again, her potholder loom, and yarn. He said out of all her grand kids and great grand kids I was the only one who cared to learn from her and that she would want me to have them. I still have her hooks and use them! I am now 42 years old and crochet is my therapy. I love making things for my family and friends and for those not as fortunate as we are. Oh, that first afghan? Until this Christmas it was on my youngest daughter's bed. I made her an afghan out of yarn that she picked out and now we're using it on different chairs in the house as a "cuddle up" throw. It's not perfect and we've had to fix some places that have worn thin over the years but it's still being used all these years later.