Roy's Postcards: 1983/03/14
I went to Thriftie's and we got 2 strawberry ice cream cones.
We went to the hospital and we saw our new baby and it was black [ie. covered in new-baby gunk] and probably it was starting to cry. Our new baby's name is Rachel. I love her. The baby was a girl and it didn't look like a girl to me but it was.
My father writing from my point of view about my sister Rachel. I can't help but wonder whether the last sentence here is something I said, or whether it came out of my parents' being surprised that Rachel was a girl.
See also: best-of rachel
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