The winter of 1977 was a cold one in Florida, and when I mention it to folks from the north, they seem to remember it well too. On the way to the hospital on the morning of January 20, the bank thermometer registered 26 degrees. It was cold. Jimmy Carter was inaugurated that day, and Sarah was born.
The years have gone by quickly. Sarah has grown in to a lovely, young woman. I am so glad that I got to be her mother.
Happy birthday, Aunt Sarah.