The Velawesomeraptor Himself (clayrobeson) wrote,
The Velawesomeraptor Himself

It was a Sunday

March 18th, 1996.  I was out dancing with a bunch of my friends when my pager went off.

I didn't have a numeric pager like most people.  I had a voice pager, where the caller could leave a 10 to 15 second message, and it would actually come out of the little box on my hip.  I had the pager on vibrate as I was on the dance floor, and felt it go off pretty late into the evening.

I removed myself from the dance floor and found a quiet corner near the doorway to the club to listen to the message.  It told me that I was an uncle, and that my new nephew's name was Kody Curtis.

We all danced a celebratory dance for the new addition to my family after that.

Happy birthday, Kody!!


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