My parents were married in January of 1958. They wanted to have children right away. But sadly, they had to go through some happy and sorrowful times in their journey to have children and start a family.
Mom, after having multiple miscarriages, she was told she could never have children. Luckily, my dad was a volunteer fireman in our hometown. The different fire departments in our county would socialize on a regular basis. Someone from a neighboring fire department told my parents of a old fashion country doctor who came out of retirement to be their department’s physician.
They suggested that my mother go see him. She did and the doctor accepted her as a patient. Then in the summer of 1959 she found out that she was pregnant once again. This is were my story begins.
P.S. My mother and father grew their family to 4 children. This includes, me, my eldest half brother Rick, my younger Irish twin brother, Charles and the baby of the family, Keith. This is another story for another time.
Rose's Story 