According to my mother, with whom I am sitting right now, “It was kind of snowy in Omaha but dad still went to work.
I was in the apartment with Scott. Dad would call every now and then, knowing that the baby was due. At noon I told him to come home and take me to the hospital. I had the baby, Steve, at 2:30pm.”
This was in response to me asking her to tell me about what was happening 50 years ago today, which so happens to be my brother Steve’s birthday. Yes, my big brother Steve turned 50 today. I hereby salute Steve, the person who turned me on to Elvis Costello and was so supportive of me the year I graduated from high school and was not interested in attending college. He opened his apartment to me. Thanks, Steve!
Today’s photo was taken seconds ago in my parent’s current apartment and as a further “happy birthday’ message to Steve. To go back a time, take a look at this photo.
Today’s Prompt: Share an inspiring story about a family member, ideally a sibling (if you have one).






