There's something about fire hall food. My question--do those chicken salad buns underneath the pile have decorated toothpicks too, stabbing the ones on top?
The Gordonville Fire Co. hall is lined with glass cases filled with trophies and memorabilia. Two sides of the hall groaned with tables stacked with food.
Sarah, Joel, and Steph are still patient after thirity minutes of wait. About fifteen more feet to go, ten minutes at the most.
First you go to Gordonville. Then you wait in line. Then you finally chat with Dr. Rutt, left. At right are his two totally successful births, Sarah and Joel. Back to camera is Dorcas, who really did the heavy lifting in 1981 and 1984. Center is Steph, soaking in the family history.
Dr. Rutt had a solo practice close to Gordonville, specializing in births in the birthing room in his office. With both births, Dorcas and I were able to drive to the office in the wee hours when no one else was there--except for Dr. Rutt, who had given up a night's sleep to usher in the blessed events.