The earth didn't stand still the day I was born, but it was an important day anyway, at least to me. I have two perceptions that I think came from that day. There's nobody here who can say they didn't, so let's go with it even though I'm not sure.
The first thing I believe I remember is a room with bright light and shiny pale green tile on the wall behind a counter, then a man with glasses and thinning red hair. I fancy that the images in my mind are the delivery room and the physician who delivered me. That would be Dr. Crowley.
Mom says Dr. Crowley told her I was a smart girl who would go places. Mom says she responded that "I guess we'd better set up a college fund for her, then." According to Mom, the doc said, "You won't need to. She'll get there on her own." Thanks a load, doc. Here it is almost 58 years later, and I'm STILL trying to get through college on my own.