NaBloPoMo asks: Tell us about the day you were born.
I was born on April 5, 1965 in Houston, Texas. According to The Old Farmer's Almanac, it was approximately 74.5 degrees and may have rained that day.
That sounds like April in Houston. Actually, it was in Sharpstown, which was the neighborhood where we lived when I was born. According to teh Wiki: "(Sharpstown) was one of the first communities to be built as a master-planned, automobile centered community and the first in Houston. Frank Sharp, the developer of the subdivision, made provisions not only for homes but also for schools, shopping and recreation areas. While this model has been duplicated countless times in the past fifty years, at the time it was quite revolutionary, attracting national media attention."
Oh, I'm so cutting edge!
Actually, I only lived there 18 months, and then we moved westward, to the Spring Branch area of the city.
On the day I was born, my older brothers and sisters (two of each) were concerned and interested. In my baby book, I have a card that Bill's (3rd grade?) class made for me that says, "Welcome to the World!" and has all their signatures.
My baby nurse was Heather Marshall, the wife of my mom's cousin Frank Marshall. Frank is really the person (indirectly) responsible for my being here:
Originally from Tallahassee, Frank worked with my dad in Houston and told him, "I have a cousin you might like to meet." Both my parents were divorced and interested in a serious relationship. So they wrote lots of letters. Then my mom came from Florida to visit my dad (trip thinly disguised as attendance at a conference). The rest is history.
And Heather was my nurse in the nursery. So that's pretty cool.
Oh, and my uncle Jimmy came to visit in the hospital, and the nurse said, "Well! That's where she gets her red hair!" Whoops, he is an uncle by marriage. The red hair (now brown) is all me.
When we went home to our house on Neff Street, I have no idea what happened. I'm certain that it didn't happen the day I was born, though. Mom was knocked out for the birth. This was before it was like In and Out Burger to have a baby. :)
One last thing: I am pretty sure that there were bluebonnets blooming on the day I was born. That's the great advantage of an April 5 birthday: the Texas State Flower is everywhere to celebrate with me.