Happy 25th Birthday, Jonathan!

Twenty-five years ago our area of the world was locked in an ice storm. For nearly the whole month of December the temperatures barely rose above freezing. At night, everything that had tried to thaw, iced over again. The roads were covered with 'black' ice. This - in northeast Texas.

During the previous night, I got out of bed and walked the floors, laying down on the couch between the widely spaced contractions. At 6 a.m. we headed to Longview, 45 miles away. Three hours later, his daddy and I pulled up to the ER entrance.

December 27, 1983
2:45 p.m.
6 pounds, 11 ounces