Day: October 2, 2017

After the birth of her baby boy, my friend Ellen got the name of a pediatrician from her mother. “This is the doctor who took care of you when you were a baby,” her mother said. “And I think he still in practice.” My friend contacted the doctor and during the examination of the baby, Ellen remarked, “You were my pediatrician when I was a newborn.” The doctor looked at her and said, “I thought you looked familiar.”

Our whole life was turned upside down when our first child was born. Every night, the baby would be fussy; my wife would wake me up, saying, “Get up, honey, go see why the baby is crying.” After many sleepless nights, I was telling coworkers about my dilemma and one of them suggested a class on infant massage. The next night after the class, I tried the technique, and sure enough the baby slept peacefully. But in the middle of the night, my wife woke me up. “Get up, Gene, go and see why the baby is not crying.”

* “Well, little man,” inquired the kindly old visitor, “When did you first see the light of day?” “Two years ago.”  “But you’re much older than two.” “Sure, but I was in Pittsburgh for the first five years.”