i was born on june 30, 1943 at 10:47 PM........nothing unique
about this except this was war time....
my parents were married in mid august 1942,,,,my father had
made it very clear that he wanted to have a baby as soon as
possible.......his words were..... if something happens to me i
want to leave a part of myself behind.....i always have to
laugh here because except for being a girl i could not be more
like him, i am proud to say, if he had spit me out....
the night i was born my fathers ship was due to sail the next
day......i was a ten months baby and the delivery was long and
difficult.....even before birth i walked to my own drummer and
did not want to come out.....hours before i was born my father
should have been back on his ship......he would not go....he
was awol.......awol is bad enough in peace time but realy bad
during war time.....the doctor begged and begged him to return
to his ship.......no, not until i am sure my baby and my wife
are ok.......
when i was finally born i was blue.....the cord was wrapped so
tightly around my neck it had cut through the skin..... i was
technically born dead......no fancy machines back then.... the
doctor gave me mouth to mouth and finally i
cried.....finally.....there i was with a head full of black
hair and a big cut all around my neck..... both of my parents
had black hair.....
to my father the doctor said...... now son will you please go
back to your ship...... no, i have to make sure my baby is
ok......his baby..... i was always "his baby"....
when he was sure i was going to be ok he said his goodbyes to
my mother and headed back to his ship........as he went to
board the ship the officer of the deck said to him..... sailor
(my father was a first class) do you know you are listed as
awol........yes sir, i just had a baby...... congratulations
son, welcome aboard.......
from the time i could understand this story and probably before
i could understand it my father told me this tale of the night
i was born on my birthday.....no matter where in the world he
was he managed to call me or get a letter to me.......he would
always add....you were my baby and i was not going to leave you
until i knew you would be ok......he would have tears in his
eyes......
as it happened his ship was torpedoed but it didn't go off....
it just hung there .....along the years there were several
other close calls but my father always made it...... God knew
that daddy's girl needed her daddy...when he was dying he would
not let go until i took his hand and told him what a wonderful
father he had been..... i told him i would be ok...that he
could go home... he let go of my hand, a smile came across his
face and he was gone.......he is gone and i still need my
daddy..... i miss him..... i love him....
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very touching.. today is my husband's birthday as well.. Happy Birthday!!
What a loving tribute to your father.......Happy Birthday!
What a sweet and beautiful story. He sounds like a wonderful father.
Wonderful story
Happy Birthday
Happy Birthday! Your story was so touching. Glad I had tissues nearby.
very very very nice Sols...It made me cry...god bless our dads. No other person in the world, can lay claim to that title...
thank you all so very much.......my father was the reason that i am.....
Wow, oh wow.......what a magnificent, heartwarming tribute to your dad!!! Also, I might say, what a tearjerker, as well........he must have been an incredible person and loved you so very, very much........I'm sure it had to be incredibly difficult to lose him and to have to say goodbye..........such a wonderful tribute!!!
You made me cry!! *Sniff* I know how you feel, Solskin. Many of us have lost our dads, including me, and it still hurts. We will always miss them! Beautiful tribute!!!
BTW, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!
BTW,
Ooops! Ignore the second BTW! LOL
that's so lovely Solskin.......
Happy Birthday fellow Cancer and Daddy's baby girl.
Hope you have a wonderful birthday
and love your story
What a beautiful story and a wonderful tribute!
Thank you, Solskin. This was so touching. I am glad I read it.
wonderful to have a dad like that, mine was born the 27th June (1914) so I know you are alovely person as well. Happy Birthday Solskin!
Happy Birthday Solskin, such a lovely tale to remember, and you were the apple of his eye and daddy's little girl all of his life. I am so happy you told us the story of your birth,it makes the birthday wishes even more special. Many happy returns of the day, and I am sure your father is smiling down on you, now telling his story of the night you were born
a big smile from me........ i bet he is telling the story.........
what a touching and beautiful story, you are still daddy's little girl and he watches over you from the great beyond.
happy belated birthday sweetie..PIF
What a wonderful story to share. Thank you.
thanks for sharing a wonderful life story
PIF
what a wonderful story... i wish my dad was like that. you are very fortunate for having a father like him.
I enjoyed reading this again, a wonderful story about your father and your "birth" day!.....PIF
what a beautiful story. You have a great father.
i was born in 1940 pif
That's very touching
Thanks for sharing your story. PIF
Through teary eyes, I tell you I was Daddy's girl too. When I lost him my world ended. I lost my best friend.
You have me a good cry with this!! I was a daddy's girl, and I lost him when I was 17...i'm 39 now and still not over it....there really is something special about a daddy and his little girl...I miss him too.
that is a very nice story.. thanks for sharing..btw happy belated birthday
I was a daddys girls also and he has been gone for many years. but i still remember how he would set me on hid knee and read me a Roy Rogers comic book.
PIF
very touching it brought tears to my eyes
OMG, I always love your stories. This is so sweet, I cried through this story twice, once when I read it, and then again when I read it to my girls who also cried. I always wish I had a dad who cared to have a relationship with. PIF
very nice
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my dad was born in March of 1943...sadly he's been gone for 14 years now.