Nineteen-Sixty-Five

What a year, seems like yesterday, March 29, 1965, is a day not to forget. My wife Diana and I had went out to eat that night, awaken to a fire. It was across the alley from us flames 100 feet high fire trucks, oh so many. We went back to bed, but not for long I'm afraid. She went into labor oh so much yelling she did that night. Diana's parents lived downstairs they rushed us to the hospital. As we drove up I looked up, and said this is wrong hospital. So he drove few more blocks, we made it in time. Place her in wheel chair, and into E.R. I waited and paced, the floor, so many smokes I had. Sometime later, in early A.M. doctor came and told me it was a girl. Her dad said we should call her Christine, since we could thank Christ for getting there safe. So her name became Christine Lynn Foulk, and I was so proud, to be a father for first time. Today March 29, 2007 Christine you are 42 but will always remember that special day, so many years ago, Happy Birthday Daughter. wrote 3-25-07