This post was first written forty two years later, on January 30, 2019. Today, I am eleven months, and five days old. Less than a month until my first birthday. While I do not remember anything of today’s events, this is a day that my parents would talk about for much of my life. “The […]
This is where it begins. A cold winter night in Irondequoit, New York at Rochester General Hospital. I was born and the story of Sheep Guarding Llama begins to take shape.