Points To Ponder Pam Keech Bryan
Wednesday, June 2, 2021
I still smile and close my eyes when I remember the click of his heels as he came down the long, shiny granite hospital hallway. I’d recognize the sound of that gait anywhere. My heart did a little dance. It was October, 1982 and our first child had just been born. I tried to sit up and look presentable, waiting for the new dad to walk through the doorway. After being a “married couple” for four and a half years, we were now a “family!” My husband regularly spoiled me by coming to the hospital at least three times a day. This time he brought a gift. It was a whole pint of my favorite ice cream…Chocolate Mousse Royale! A treat by any standard, this one was hand delivered by a proud father who chose to temporarily ignore our tight budget and lavishly love the mother of his new baby boy. It worked!