Who'd A Thunk It?

This is probably one of the first pictures taken of me at five months old in September, 1931. That is my dad holding me after they chose me to come and live with them. What a lucky little baby.

I had spent about five months in the hospital. There were some physical problems and my birth mother was not able to keep her baby.

Can you imagine the hospital bill for five months in the nursery and the doctor bill for surgery and care?  I cannot. How I wish I had asked my mom about that.

Anyway, who would have thought that baby would still be around eighty-eight years later? Certainly not I.