On May 10, 1986, I went to Denton to spend the day with Mary Ann. She was uncomfortable and I thought she needed a little TLC from her Mom. Mark was at work and I took her out to a Chinese buffet for lunch.
It was a sunny day in Denton. It rained in the Commerce area while I was gone, but I didn't know that.
As I was driving home, I thought I'd take a short cut over a road that looked dry and was sorta humpbacked in the middle. I had not gone far when I realized I had made a mistake.
Too late to back up, and soon our wagon was just sliding into the ditch—all four wheels were out of control.
I took off my shoes and walked in the mud about a half a mile to a house for help. We called John and he came with the Jeep to rescue me.
About 2 a.m., I guess the next day, the phone rang and Mary Ann was on her way to the hospital in McKinney, where her doctor practiced. She went into hard labor but couldn't deliver the baby. She tried so hard, and finally the doctor said a Caesarian was necessary. The baby was in trouble, and the surgery was the only way, he said.
For a few hours we feared that some damage had been done to our precious granddaughter, but later in the day, the doctor assured us that all was well with mother and daughter.
We took them home a few days later and Mary Ann developed some kind of infection. Had to go back to the hospital. Baby couldn't go back into the nursery but she could spend the day in her mother's room if another adult was there to look after Lee.
I made that trip back and forth to McKinney for about a week, I think, until Mary Ann was able to go home again.
Lee was born on Sunday, May ll, 1986—Mother's Day.
Saturday, July 31, 1999
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