I have just buried my grandson who I never met. He was five months growing and both he and my daughter were seen by the midwife last weekend. The sonogram showed every thing to be just fine. But Wednesday morning my daughter just went into labor and he was born weiging 11 ounces and 10 inches long. He lived about 20 minutes. The hospital dressed him in doll clothes and wrapped him in a blanket and provided a beautiful Chinese-style basket/box so they could bring him home. He is buried on a hill overlooking the Shenadoah mountains. He was my first grandchild. This being Valentines Day, Please have fun with your children and grandchildren. Give them some extra hugs and a bunch of juicy kisses. I will be giving my prayers and tears to little Hadrian Daniel.