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My first morning home I was having breakfast in bed when Bogie went off for work.  Before he left, he stopped in to see his son- I had the intercom on and suddenly heard in a soft, new voice, "Hello, son.  You’re a little fella, aren’t you?  I’m Father.  Welcome home."  It was so unexpected- so moving.  He’d never been faced with a tiny creature of his own before.  He wasn’t sure what to say to him or how to say it.  He was just letting him know that he was there- that he’d do his best and was glad to have him.  Lucky Steve.  Lucky me.

- Lauren Bacall

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