When I was almost four, my younger brother Scott was born. For some reason I have a memory of standing outside the Wickenburg Hospital in the dark, standing on my tiptoes and peering through the window to catch a glimpse of my newborn brother. I don’t know who was with me, though I would imagine …
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Published on June 10, 2015 13:54