Happy Birthday, Part 2

Remember my birthday post on January 31st? I had mentioned a photo of my mother standing in our den, about to leave for the hospital. My father has graciously tracked down the photo and sent along a scanned copy. As I noted before, my parents had only moved into the house two weeks before my birth, so the den - and I'm guessing most of that large house - had a rather spartan appearance. Although the bookshelves are full now and the room is a comfortable haven with numerous family antiques, memorabilia, and newer furniture, some things haven't changed. Indeed, I believe the magazine rack next to the chair in this photo is the same one that now sits next to my father's favorite recliner. So here's the photo. My mother may be smiling, but her eyes say, "Hurry up and take the picture."