One week ago today, we timed it right. Cohen had escaped the box for a bit and we happened to arrive at the hospital in time. Seventeen days after he was born, we got to hold our little grandson. And, I mean little.
Watching him from outside the isolette … Continue reading
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Yesterday I received this photo on my phone with the caption, “Hello G-pa Doc.” Needless to say nothing could go wrong after that!
Cohen weighs just under 3 lbs. and 11 oz. He is eating well and growing. We are not sure when he will get out of the … Continue reading
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Seventeen days later. Patty waited while I finished helping Dad lay tile in a bathroom. Earlier in the day she asked how long I would be. The hidden meaning was, “When will you be ready to go see Cohen?” I thought we might be finished by noon. She then … Continue reading
Last week we were still awed by the neon lights Cohen soaked up to address his high “bilirubin” count. This week the lights are gone as are the cool shades he was wearing. This week’s “Friday Photo” is a series of three. The first is under the … Continue reading
Imagine Kurt Vonnegut telling anyone to go to church. I confess to having not read Slaughterhouse Five. But, I should. And may. The sale table at Barnes and Noble offered a buy on Armageddon In Retrospect, a collection of unpublished short pieces on war and peace by … Continue reading
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