Good Morning Gentle Readers,
Exactly three years to the day after America got its first look at the Stones on the Ed Sullivan Show, two little preemie twin girls were born at St Jude Hospital. The second one, Mrs TWC, was an unexpected surprise, as neither mother nor doctor had any idea there would be twins. Both did incubator time but Lisa's incarceration was much longer. Odds are, had they arrived a few generations earlier neither would have survived. Primitive as medical science was in the autumn after the Summer of Love, it was light-years ahead of what existed in the pre-antibiotic world that preceeded the Big War, something that we modern Americans never give a second thought too.
In between the House Blond trying to sell me rocks at a quarter apiece and That Boy hawking his story called The Adventures of Tunukula (asking price, a rather steep $5.00 per copy for three pages of Times New Roman 24 point type) I've been looking for the perfect old picture to put up here with this birthday wish. But at some point you just gotta call it a day and this may be it. I'd put something romantic up here but I sort of promised her I wouldn't embarass her in public.
The mother of my children is sweet and lovely and she puts up with me. Happy birthday Babe. You too, Laura Bean.
UPDATE: Had a few emails with questions about twins. Identical twins are rare, but Lisa and Laura are an even rarer happenstance called Mirror Image identical twins. The Mirror Image is caused by a late split in the egg that results in certain obvious differences like Laura being left handed while Lisa is right handed, as well as other not-so-obvious differences, like Laura being married to Will and having three kids instead of two.
While fraternal (non-identical) twins tend to run in families, identical twins happen by pure random chance. And that every-other-generation thing is nothing but urban myth tied to the fact that non-identical twins run in families because the women tend to ovulate more than one egg.
One frequent question that Lisa and Laura heard from classmates when they were growing up was: how do you tell yourselves apart?