Aug 2 6:13pm – It is Zak’s birthday today. He is 31 years old.
Zak was born at Pease Air Force Base near Portsmouth, NH. If I recall, he cost a total of about $10 – we had to pay for Regina’s meals while she was at the military hospital. He came along just fine – no surprises. Regina had a C-section with both boys. Zak came out squalling and kicking and generally making a nuisance of himself. The nurses immediately handed him to me to which I then walked to the front end and showed him to Regina. I guess she was happy – she was pretty loopy from all the meds.
“It’s a boy,” she said. Yes, a fine little boy.
Then the nurses hustled me and Zak out of the OR and down an elevator to the room for little ones – the newborn nursery. I placed him in his first little bed – gently – so he could await further male humiliation (which I opted to not observe). By now, he had quieted down and seemed to like the jaunt. I remember standing in the elevator with the nurse and several other people – we all just looked at each other. I said, “He is new.” The elevator riders smiled.
After an hour or so, I met Regina in her room. Pretty tired (it was a two day labor). I remember her eyes being pretty drowsy yet. Not much was said and she dozed off.
My mom and dad were with me. With Regina asleep and Zak recovering and getting appropriately traumatized, we left the new mom and new son at the hospital and headed back to Dover. We ate, I believe, at a small Chinese restaurant for dinner.
I don’t think I was too hungry. I was mostly numb. I wasn’t sure what was going to happen next. I had not a clue what the future held. I hoped Regina was ok.
The rest is a good history. We were and are very proud of Zak and his accomplishments. He was too much like us, though. We could never quite figure out what his next move would be. It’s still the same today.
I know Zak and Kathy and the kids are snuggled away somewhere in mid-America this evening following their dreams – and following God’s call. Good for them. I wish them many years of good life and happiness.
Today, I again feel numb. I am not sure what is going to happen next. I have no clue what the future holds. I hope Regina is ok.
Happy Birthday, Zak. We love you.