My son Steve drew his first breath at 6:36 a.m. on Halloween morning of 1970 in Coleman Hospital in Indianapolis.
He has grown into a supremely good musician, husband, and father and he makes me prouder than he could ever imagine.
My son Steve drew his first breath at 6:36 a.m. on Halloween morning of 1970 in Coleman Hospital in Indianapolis.
He has grown into a supremely good musician, husband, and father and he makes me prouder than he could ever imagine.
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