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Nine years ago tonight, I was back at my small farm home with Dan, after having eaten dinner at a favorite place in town.  I was scheduled to be induced on the following Monday, so we figured we’d better have a night out while we still could.

I called my friend Julie and wished her a happy birthday (happy birthday, again, Julie!) and then Dan and I turned in for the night.

My water broke around midnight and Jack Bentley was born at 5:55 a.m.

We liked him so much, we had four more in quick succession.

But, he’ll always be my first.