25 Mar Looking Forward And Back As Grandson Arrives

My first grandson to bear my family name is soon to be born as his due date was Friday just passed.

His late arrival is reminiscent of my late arrival nearly 72 years ago. I was not only late, but also a difficult birth as my mother labored long and the delivering doctor struggled to pull me out; ultimately needing forceps to take me from my mother’s womb.

As it was a long and fraught procedure, out of curiosity my mother asked the doctor if such a difficult birth signaled anything about me. The doctor looked at my mother, who didn’t come across as having lots of shiny marbles in her head, and said: “Your son may not be particularly smart, but is very wise. He delayed coming out as long as he could, knowing he came from heaven and life on Earth is anything but that.”