Twenty-nine years ago today our daughter, Ann-Marie was born. It was a cold, August morning when Bob rushed me to the hospital. The hospital staff told him to hurry and get his gown on if he wanted to see the birth of his baby. We named her after her grandma Trotter, Anna Marie. We debated to get her a middle name as her first name seemed so long. But after 11 years of marriage, we decided a middle name of Joy would be perfect because of the great joy we knew she would add to our lives. We celebrated her birthday Friday evening with pizza and games.
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