MY WIFE AND I entered the world in very different times, places and circumstances.
The top shot is where I debuted on the morning of 30 August 1944 at 4:23 a.m. I reportedly kept my mother sweating and hollering for hours, but she finally pushed me out.
World War II was still in progress. Hitler and Mussolini were still alive. Napoleon was not.
The hospital’s name was Crawford W. Long Memorial. It’s still in Atlanta, but it’s now Emory University Hospital.
This is where my child bride entered the world on 22 September 1960. The Hippie Era had not begun, but it would not be long in coming. Hitler and Mussolini were dust.
This is not a hospital, as you can plainly see. It is where her family lived. I took the photo about two years ago, but I imagine it didn’t look much different in 1960.
She was born at home, delivered by her father who was a surgeon and family practice physician.
This house in Uruapan, Michoacán, was both home to the family, and it housed Dad’s medical office too.
Yes, the two of us entered the world in very different times, places and circumstances, but we ended up together.
The Goddess works in mysterious ways.