My baby boy~
His name is Daniel, and he is my fourth child and youngest son. His sister Sandy was just a year older and he has two older brothers. Pat and Mike.
We call him Danny. His friends call him Dan.
Danny is the middle child of seven children...
He is my youngest son and he was born July 9, 1960 when his father was on his way overseas. It was just Danny and I. We did it all alone. It was awful not having his Daddy there.
I had three other little ones at home waiting for the new baby. All under the age of 6. The oldest was just starting Kindergarten.
The San Diego Union put a large photo of the two of us in the paper and titled it "Daddy hasn't seen him..." This was wired to his Daddy aboard the ship before Pat ever made it to his destination.
That was the Marine Corp in the 50's.
Danny looks so much like his father sometimes that it's ...eerie. It used to make me cry...
Each of my children is an "only child"...
Here is another Danny...and then you have..
THE REAL DANNY WE ALL LOVE!!!
If there was one part of my life I would live all over again...it would be having my babies.
There were my joy then..and they are my joy now.
I adore them..
Danny is the one that lost his kidneys due to his job working in furniture finishing from age 15. His sister, Erin, gave him one of hers..
Just a peek into my life...
I want to gather them all under my wings....God understands!