How time flew. I can still remember the day I went into labor. The night before you were born, I had a craving for Foster Freeze soft serve vanilla ice cream and French fried potatoes. Since I didn't drive, I walked about a mile down hill and walked up. I thought I overdid it when I started having stomach cramps. My sister pointed out that I was in labor. I immediately showered and put on my makeup. I was going to be a gorgeous mother! It all went out the window after 17 hours of intense labor. But, there could only be one beautiful person on September 17, 1975....YOU!
We wish you a great day and may your year bring you happiness and the beginning of a "new life".
Love you much,
Mom and Dad