The projections for today resembles the day my middle son was born thirty-four years ago. It was very cold and we had freezing rain which made the streets slick. This was the day our second child was to be delivered by cesarean birth. I skidded across town to deliver our two year old son to Grandma's house and then headed for the hospital. The operation was scheduled for the morning, but the weather had created a few problems. A major water main break in Bloomington delayed the surgery for a short time. My wife had already been prepped and now was laying in bed awaiting the blessed event. She had come in the previous night which was standard back in 1972,but not today.
While my memory often fails, I seem to recall someone saying something to the effect, "There's a water main break in Bloomington, so don't wash your hands". That was the last thing we heard as they then ushered her into the OR and another healthy baby boy was born into our family. Every year my wife likes to tell Andy about the day he was born and the activities that took place that day.
The picture below is from our Normal Back Yard and was taken a year or two ago, but if the weather predictions hold out, this could be what it looks like tonight or tomorrow.
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