Full of Grace

Ding! I just turned 34.

I was born the Tuesday after Columbus Day at 1 o’clock in the afternoon at a hospital in ManchVegas that no longer exists – “They were tearing it down as I was having you,” joked McMumsy. The maternity ward was right next to the morgue, and McMumsy recalled having seen two creepy men pushing a body past the door to her room.

PolackPappy, true to form, said that when McMumsy’s water broke, at midnight, he didn’t realize he’d married a bed-wetter.

At Sunday’s dinner PP and MM shared tales of loaded guns carried around by alcoholic family members, and the accompanying (occasionally) murderous threats – oh, and the fist fights -- and we were all glad in a way in which people who have come from such backgrounds, who then work hard to overcome them, and do overcome them, are.