Henry--the gift that keeps on giving
Well, here's the little man, Henry. I was there the night he was brought into the world. I drove like a woman on fire all the way from Oakland to the California Medical Center in San Francisco at nine in the evening, an hour before I was to do a broadcast. One particularly big ass-hole at work complained and screamed obscenities my way as I left. I was not about to miss this. Henry weighed ten pounds and he was very ill as an infant. My daughter nursed him through some incredibly horrible times. She is the best mother I've ever seen. He is our treasure--the gift that keeps on giving. Henry climb out of that package so I can lay a little lovin' on ya!
