From my perspective, my birth was very easy. After about two hours of being periodically squeezed, suddenly the door opened and there was all of this light. I slightly protested this abrupt change in climate but soon realized that my new freedom of motion was much better than my previous warm, wet, and snug environment. I understand that there was a misprint in the instruction manual; like the designers of Microsoft Windows, I thought I was supposed to lead with my butt instead of my head. Now I learn that that doesn't lead to the desired results. Fortunately, a skilled technical support staff was on hand to bail me out (so to speak). I heard that some guy named Caesar did it the same way.

By the way, the background for this page is my hair at about age 2. I think they should have named me "Penny".

*That's 7.1 pounds.

Web site by Walter Gilbert