Trousers Rolled
Seems like there have been a lot of 40th birthdays coming through my aggregator this year. Add one more to the list, 40 years ago today at Princeton Hospital in New Jersey, I was born. I haven't liked the prospect of turning 40, but that's the great thing about time - it happens whether you're ready or not. The story is that my parents hadn't figured out a name, I guess after 3 boys, they were tapped out of ideas for #4, though I've come to find that I'm terrible at naming things, so I suspect genetic causes for that. A nurse came into my mom's room and told her they needed to fill out the birth certificate, and handed her a baby name book. Gordon seemed like a good Scottish name to her, so I finally had a name.