My mom liked to tell a story that made it sound like I was named on a bet. Or more accurately, as a permanent “I told you so.” If you’d met my mom, you’d buy this as totally plausible. My mother was pregnant before ultrasounds became routine and our family doctor told her I’d be a boy born around March…
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