Life
I was born in Columbus, Georgia. My parents were stationed at Fort Benning -- a base which may soon get a new name, from what I gather -- but I was not born in Martin Army Community Hospital on the base. It was a busy year for soldiers having babies and my pregnant mother was sent to a civilian ob-gyn for her care. My father was forty years old when I was born, which may not sound that old to the modern ear as someone fathering a child, but it was unusual for that era. He was one year younger than my ex-husband's paternal grandmother. The ex and I graduated high school together and our birthdays are very close together. I have family stories and very hand-wavy timeframes for the first three years of my life. I have only two clear memories from that time. I remember sitting on my mother's lap and riding in the back of a tank at some Army Family Day. My older sister once told me that I must have been about fifteen months old, which fits with my recollection of "Sept...