by Pa Rock
Proud Papa
My only daughter, Molly Miranda Macy Files, turned forty-eight yesterday (December 17th), and her father forgot her birthday. Molly, my excuse is that I am out-of-state and completely lost track of time - and I am so sorry!
(I have backdated this post to December 17th in case someone tries to find it someday.)
Molly is a "stay-at-home" mother of three who is on the road more than most over-the-road truckers. The kids are all teenagers, and somehow she and Scott manage to get everyone to school, practices, events, work, and the hundreds of commitments that confront modern families.
Molly arrived on a cold December day at a hospital in Joplin, Missouri. Her visitors on that first day included her maternal grandmother, Aggie, and great-grandmother, Sofia Wiederkehr Doerpinghaus - and her paternal grandparents, Garland and Florine Macy. Molly's grandmother Florine went on an on about "our baby's beautiful red curls."
Molly has always been an independent spirit, and in the late 1990s she moved to Phoenix on her own where she held a variety of interesting jobs. That is where she met Scott, who had also grown up in the midwest. They have lived in Salem, Oregon, for more than fifteen years.
Molly, happy belated birthday. I hope that your big day was special and that you were able to sit for awhile, catch your breath, and bask in the love of your family. Enjoy the chaos of an active family because it goes by far too quickly!
I will see you in the spring.
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