This was the day I was born. At just after midnight, across the street from Disneyland in California at a birthing clinic, my father stood at the window watching the fireworks go off while my mother lay in bed with contractions. He turned to my mother and said, “Honey, you should see this!”
Sunday, September 10, 1989
The day that I was born somebody was listening in.
This was the day I was born. At just after midnight, across the street from Disneyland in California at a birthing clinic, my father stood at the window watching the fireworks go off while my mother lay in bed with contractions. He turned to my mother and said, “Honey, you should see this!”
Her reply?
“I’m a little busy right now.”