HAPPY FATHER'S DAY, especially to my husband who is the best dad/stepdad ever.
Thirty-nine years ago today I was in Fairbanks, Alaska at Ft. Wainwright. I was a patient in Bassett Army Hospital, my belly inflated nine months, willing my first baby to be born. In 1970, same as today, Father's day and my mother's birthday fell on the same day. I so wanted the baby to be born June 21st. I can recall that day like it was yesterday. I can still hear the clinking of the dime in the hospital lobby pay phone slot as I made a long distance call ... and reversed the charges. Kids! Huh? My daughter, who has always wanted to do things her way, was born on the 24th. Kids! Huh?
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Ha ha!
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