Remembering 25 years ago

I was so ready for it him to be born. I couldn't sleep at night. I'd get up and wander around the house, finally settling in Ed's Lazyboy® chair in the downstairs den. Christmas would soon be here and I wasn't ready. At about 5 a.m. on Dec. 9, 1988, I was making a mental list of all that I needed to do before this baby was born when I realized that he was coming! I woke up Ed and then we waited until dawn before calling my Dad to ask if he would come over to take care of 19-month-old Maggie. And then off we went to the hospital. That's what I remember about the day Jack was born.

And now he is 24 and such a wonderful young man. Happy Birthday Buddy.