I was with my friend Ray next to the Navy pier, on a horrible early winter day. We dug up some sand worms and caught a couple of shorts.

There had been some discussion about closing the beach there to fishing, so a newswoman showed up, and was interviewing the guys up and down the beach.

She asked us what could possibly get us out here on a windy, rainy weekday. Didn't we have jobs, or families to support?

I replied, yeah, not only that, but my wife is due to give birth to our daughter today! Ha ha ha! And I showed her the pager that the hospital had given us. (This is waaay before cell phones.) Forget that I lived at least 2 hrs away from where I was at the moment.

Luckily Jessica wasn't born till a couple of days later.


It never occurred to me how sad that is till I read the above article.