Tomorrow is Mary's birthday. She was the apple of her father's eye (as were the others of course). As far as I now she was a good baby. Of course I left her under the tree in her carriage, of course because it was healthy for her and it kept her out of the way. On the way to the hospital a police officer threw a snowball at our car, just imagine. Mary was born at 7:01 in the morning which upset the nurses shift plans. Dr. Fairfield was on vacation so Dr. Flagg delivered her. I am sure her sisters liked her. I don't remember who took care of the other girls but Ellen was 7 so she could have taken care of Jean just fine. There must have been something delightful about Mary, I think she was a very happy baby. Mary was baptized on children's Sunday. I don't remember having big birthday parties but we always celebrated birthdays. I think Mary was a rather easy child.
Mary was good for a refrigerator. Before Mary was born I told Weston I would not bring home a new baby without a refrigerator in the house (we had an icebox at the time). So Weston hitchhiked to New York because I had seen an ad in the paper that Macy's had refrigerators for sale. He purchased the refrigerator, hitchhiked back to Nashua and borrowed a truck to go pick up the refrigerator.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment