
My son Cooper was born in Chicago (to the tunes of Paul Butterfield Blues band) in a fast 20 minute labor that I almost missed. No cabs due to the holiday (in 1988 Memorial Day was actually on the 31st, so everyone was off on vacation and just before dawn he arrived to be my second beautiful son after my first, now 22 with a degree from Darla Moore undergrad program which he began as international business speaking many languages, and has more friends on facebook than I had people known in my entire life. I am so proud and lucky to be related to...