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Friday, October 03, 2003
FATHERS' DAY
Yesterday I visited my Dad in the nursing center where he is recuperating from the aneurysm surgery. This turns out to be the SAME EXACT ROOM where, 2 years ago while recuperating from a broken hip, I had to break the news that his grandson Peter had been in the World Trade Center when it fell.
Yesterday I walked down that same hall to give him the news that his new grandson and granddaughter had been born.
Yup, they're here.
Miles Peter Murphy and Lily Roberta Murphy.
October First.
Premature but doing OK …their Mom is doing well too.
God, they're beautiful.
I don't believe I'll ever feel the way I did in those few ecstatic minutes as our babies entered the world… It was like hearing notes H through Z and seeing every infra- and ultra- spectrum yet unimagined.
My Dad, who was inches from death last week, looks better than he's looked in over 2 years, and this news lit him up like a beacon. My Mom brought along a tiny bottle of Jamison's so me and he could have a wee toast. She didn't know, but that was Pete's drink.
After I first left the hospital - dazed - to get a needed night's sleep, I glanced up at a restaurant sign with a huge illuminated Tao. The balance of life: Pete called me from Korea when he was in the Air Force, asking me to design a Tao tattoo for his arm. The Yin-Yang thing, y'know. They identified his body by that tattoo. Keep an eye on things, bro.
Shelley is the strongest person I know. She is blissful now, and terrified, as is old Sport. Our babies will be in hospital for a long time, but we're hopeful for a very happy holiday season.
God, they're beautiful.
Yesterday I visited my Dad in the nursing center where he is recuperating from the aneurysm surgery. This turns out to be the SAME EXACT ROOM where, 2 years ago while recuperating from a broken hip, I had to break the news that his grandson Peter had been in the World Trade Center when it fell.
Yesterday I walked down that same hall to give him the news that his new grandson and granddaughter had been born.
Yup, they're here.
Miles Peter Murphy and Lily Roberta Murphy.
October First.
Premature but doing OK …their Mom is doing well too.
God, they're beautiful.
I don't believe I'll ever feel the way I did in those few ecstatic minutes as our babies entered the world… It was like hearing notes H through Z and seeing every infra- and ultra- spectrum yet unimagined.
My Dad, who was inches from death last week, looks better than he's looked in over 2 years, and this news lit him up like a beacon. My Mom brought along a tiny bottle of Jamison's so me and he could have a wee toast. She didn't know, but that was Pete's drink.
After I first left the hospital - dazed - to get a needed night's sleep, I glanced up at a restaurant sign with a huge illuminated Tao. The balance of life: Pete called me from Korea when he was in the Air Force, asking me to design a Tao tattoo for his arm. The Yin-Yang thing, y'know. They identified his body by that tattoo. Keep an eye on things, bro.
Shelley is the strongest person I know. She is blissful now, and terrified, as is old Sport. Our babies will be in hospital for a long time, but we're hopeful for a very happy holiday season.
God, they're beautiful.
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