Today is my brother's birthday - Craig Alan arrived on August 17, 1952. Being not yet two years old at the time, I don't have any recollection of the day. But I'm sure I was excited to see my baby brother when my folks brought him home from the hospital. It's really something to think that among my relatives, my siblings and I are in the first generation of babies born in hospitals. My parents and all of their siblings were born at home with the assistance of the country doctor. Thinking about the amount of high tech hoopla (3-D ultrasounds for instance!) involved with bringing the babies of the 21st century into this world, it almost seems impossible that I can link hands between the two extremes!
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