Many years ago my dad woke me up in the middle of the night. I sensed panic as he grabbed me up in his arms and ran toward my parent’s bedroom. Suddenly, he unceremoniously dropped like a hot potato on the bed.
Dad dropped me in response to my mother’s urgent screams. The baby was coming. No time to call an ambulance. No time to load everyone up in the car. The baby was coming… NOW!
My little sister, Linda, was born at home in the wee hours of the morning. Dad arrived just in time to catch Linda as she pushed her way into this world. It was quite the event.
A Family Tradition is Born
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