Myth and Mountain Birthdays (Repost)
My birthday was always the coldest day of the year. If not literally true, it was family legend, and everyone knows that myth is much stronger than meteorology, even in the north country, where the snow lies deep on the mountaintops, and houses are built to keep the heat in, not out.
This particular legend had its origin—reasonably enough—on the date of my birth, January 11, 1952. My family lived in Flagstaff, but the family doctor had been having a difference of opinion with the hospital b...
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Jan 17, 2016 10:23AM
You may be frozen in time due to those cold birthdays, Ms. Diana, for you look so young!
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Extremely interesting to read about your life. You wrote it so well it took me right there but I should never be surprised. All of what you write takes me along for the ride. Glad your mother made that phone call! Happy belated Birthday!
I really love reading stories like that, it gives context to a life, the story of your birth was not yours, it was your parents' and they passed it down to you, it then became yours to pass down to those you chose. I have stories like that and it is so great when you can share them. Thank You Diana for sharing yours with us, I did say Happy Birthday to you on your page, but it is worth repeating as you are a special person, Happy Birthday! Yours in Outlandish Style, Micci
