The day that George became a father for the first time he was in the midst of officer training at Fort Lewis, Washington. A phone call through the U.S.O. brought him winging his way home. Luckily it was a long labor and he made it time to meet his daughter Amber. His daughter was supposed to be named "Aerie" after our favorite John Denver album...but she looked just like an "Amber" to me. From that moment on...Amber was his.
I am sad...today I lost my Cherry Cream Soda font and I cannot get it back no matter what I do...I hate blogger today!