Kate's beginnings

Twenty four years ago, Cindy and Kate were spending their last day at Piedmont Hospital before the cold, cold world welcomed Kate to the first Winter of her life. I specifically remember carefully tucking her into her car restraint seat and getting into the driver's seat and putting a Bach tape into the tape player in our Volkswagen Jetta. The first music that Kate listened to was Bach and Elvis. Just my little way of broadening her musical horizons. The control of the music in the car has been a struggle between the three of us ever since.

When we returned home to Griffin, our friends had placed a wooden stork in our front yard with a pink bundle from his beak. Twenty four years later we drove Kate up to Atlanta and let her pick out stuff at IKEA, then ate lunch at Fado's, an Irish pub, then finished up at a movie at Midtown Art. On Sunday, we drove back to Dunwoody and celebrated with momma and Susan and Kevin and the girls. Roast beef, mashed potatoes, green beans and hot buttered rolls. Followed by coconut cake and cups of hot tea for the ride back home.