Back when I was very young (very, very young) the doctors gave my Mother the due date for her next child. Though Mom had already had two children who completely missed their due dates (one was late, the next early), Mom felt that this was the day her next son would be born.
Sure enough I arrived right on time. I was born several years ago on December 19th, but that’s not the cool part. The cool part is that my father was born even more years ago on December 19th.
That’s right I was born on my due date on my father’s birthday.
I’ve been punctual ever since.
