Birthday Greetings, Baby Brother!

Monday's child is fair of face,
Tuesday's child is full of grace,
Wednesday's child is full of woe,
Thursday's child has far to go,
Friday's child is loving and giving,
Saturday's child works hard for its living.
But the child that is born on the Sabbath Day
Is bonny, and blithe, and good, and gay.

Tuesday October 05, 1965 was the day that my brother Chip graced us with his presence.

Like many children, Chip was inquisitive, enjoyed exploring, and was generally a pain in the kiester. The real problem was that Chip displaced me from my place as the baby of the family and relegated me to the role of "middle child" much as I had done to my elder brother, Denis, only three years earlier. The main difference was that Chip will hold-on to that distinction for the rest of his life.

I'm not too sure about the "...full of grace..." part of the poen. Sure, he's not a complete klutz, but he is the only one of us to nearly sever his foot with an item he has dropped. Chip was a cute kid, though.

As a child, Chip was more than able to get by on his charm. He had everyone looking out for him and wanting to take care of him.

I guess that the fact that Chip is now a father and his son is a little carbon copy of him means that there is something to the curse that Mom used to shriek at us all the time: "One day you are going to have a child just like you!" Although in Chip's case I am not sure that this is a bad thing.

One story of Chip's childhood to give his son Eric ideas:

One day Mom let Chip and Me take the bus to the movie theatre to see some film that we wanted to see. Chip had the brilliant idea to bring a handful of chocolate chips to eat at the movie. Except that this was Miami and in the summer, it was a good idea. Chip had a hand-full of chocolate and the attention of everyone on the bus all the way to the theatre!

I hope you have a great birthday, baby bro!

Don Bergquist - 05- October-2005 - Denver, Colorado