Yesterday was my son John’s 50th birthday! Happy birthday son!

I remember when he was born 50 years ago. We were living in Syracuse. It was the summer before my senior year in law school.

John was to be our first born.

His mother got the pains and we were off and running to the hospital. However, she did not want to go directly. We had to make a stop. She said she was hungry. Actually, she was scared.

We stopped on Erie Boulevard at a greasy burger joint. She had a cheeseburger and chocolate shake. She ate in the car.

Obviously she did not keep the goodies down long. It was a first time effort and who knew.

We arrived at the hospital and my wife was taken from me. In those days, husbands were not permitted to remain with their laboring wives. A barbaric thing in retrospect.

I was left waiting on the first floor and his mother was taken to the fourth floor to do her thing.

Many hours later John was born. When the nurse showed him to me, his head was pointed. Really! Iasked her about it. No problem she said. It was the forceps. And she took her hand and pushed his forehead down into normal position.

John was beautiful. I was proud of him!

His mother did not look as good. I felt bad for her.

I stayed a while and then left. I had to go to work. I was a milk man. In those days, people had milk delivered to there homes. It was not purchased in a store. And the milk came in glass bottles. Only quart size. The cream was on top. It had to be shaken to blend into the body of milk below it.

I drove a truck loaded with cases of milk. Drove standing up. I was at the dock at the usual starting time that morning. 4:15. Loading my truck. And telling everyone about my son!

We named our son John after my father. My father is still with us and 95 years old. Yesterday, on grandson John’s 50th birthday, my father fell. Broke his nose and wrist.

He’s OK, except for the discomfort. He was returned home last night and we talked. There is a birthday party for John today and my father’s concern was that he would be unable to shake hands with guests. Love the man!

Have a good day!

6 comments on “

  1. Louis – You are a far better man than I. We know of no other father who has suffered to the degree that you have, by the hand of their only son. Perhaps if john had a brother he would have been met with firm resistance to his demonic behavior. He sure is leading the women in his life around by their noses. Poor, ignorant, very well attired things that they are. Delete this if you so desire. It is probably mis-placed. Take care of yourself Louis.

  2. Louis – You are a far better man than I. We know of no other father who has suffered to the degree that you have, by the hand of their only son. Perhaps if john had a brother he would have been met with firm resistance to his demonic behavior. He sure is leading the women in his life around by their noses. Poor, ignorant, very well attired things that they are. Delete this if you so desire. It is probably mis-placed. Take care of yourself Louis.

  3. Louis-
    And for the comment above, the person must have a great amout of class. They should watch who they are calling poor and ignorant.

  4. Louis-
    And for the comment above, the person must have a great amout of class. They should watch who they are calling poor and ignorant.

  5. Shamefully out of line. If you are going to "keep it real" on this blog, at least don't post anonymously. However you are correct sir, Louis is a far better man than you.

  6. Shamefully out of line. If you are going to "keep it real" on this blog, at least don't post anonymously. However you are correct sir, Louis is a far better man than you.

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