That was a night I will never forget. I went into labor in the middle of the night. At 2am, Mom had to get out of bed and drive me to the hospital. I didn't even realize I was in labor. And in spite of having had a baby herself, not to mention having delivered countless puppies and pigs, neither did Mom. Dad was the one who roused Mom from a sound sleep to tell her it was time to head for St. Agony's. Okay, the hospital's name is really St. Anthony's, but....
Collin was born on his due date. Does anyone know what the odds are of delivering on the due date without inducing labor? It's much the same as being struck by lightning or winning the lottery, I think.
Dad always said Collin's looks didn't change. He just got bigger....
Here he is at six weeks old--with the Easter Bunny!
It's been said that laughter is healthy. Dad said if that's true
Collin had to be the healthiest baby in the world. He was always
Newport Beach, CA. Age 9 months.
One of my favorite photos of him. Mom and Dad had it
taken for me as a Christmas gift.
On a Greyhound bus, in Indio, CA.
We were en route to St. Louis.
A trip I won't soon forget.
Dad thought this was a clever way to let Collin cool off in
hot weather. The neighborhood kids all came to see him.
"He's cute," they always said. "Is he mean?"
They assumed since he was my son....
He always got to lick the bowl!
Being eaten by Pac-Man, 1985
Yep. Travolta's outfit from Saturday Night Fever!
School photo, 1986
One of many bowling trophies!
At Six Flags, age 12...
With pro wrestler Rosey, also known as Super Hero In Training.
And with our pastor, John Morden, who has a birthday next week. Happy Birthday, PJ!
It's still hard to believe that the years have passed so quickly. The tiny baby I brought home from St. Agony's is a man now--though I still refuse to acknowledge it most of the time. I tell him when he's 80, he'll still be my baby. He tells me when he's 80, I'll be dead....