On this date, February 12, in the year 1962, a Monday, if memory is serving accurately, both regarding the year and the day, on that day's morning, I found myself, along with my two other siblings, sitting on the curb on the south side of Fairhaven Avenue, in Burlington, Washington.
Why were my siblings sitting with me on that curb on that day at that time?
Well.
On the other side of Fairhaven, the north side of the street, the town of Burlington's multi-story hospital was situated, a block north of our familial home on Washington Avenue, across from Burlington's Maiben Park.
My siblings and I had been instructed, by our dad, to be so sitting at that particular time, so that he could show us something.
That being our freshly arrived new baby sister.
Jackie.
We sat there until dad held our baby sister up to the window.
We waved.
Neither dad nor Jackie waved back.
The fact that this happened well over half a century ago, and that I remember it so vividly, is testament to how big a deal this was to me and my siblings, at the time.
Little did we know, at the time, (how could we?), that at the end of the decade our final sibling would arrive, to even bigger fanfare, almost, than the Jackie arrival.
Happy Birthday, Jackie.
Hope you have yourself a mighty fine happy birthday!
UPDATE: Informed sources have informed us that the correct happy birth year of Sister Jackie is 1961, not 1962, as previously erroneously indicated...
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