Wild Card/Monday — 8.5.13

August 5th is a happy day in my family. That’s the day Mrs. O gave birth to a bouncing baby boy 34 years ago in Kalispell, Mont. My first born of two beautiful children. I carried him out of the delivery room, held him and stared at him for 15 minutes. He started back, not crying. The crying would occur the night we took him home. All night. I finally got to sleep about a half hour before I had to go to work. When the alarm rang, I grabbed it and threw it against the wall. We needed to replace the clock. My son continues to be irreplaceable. Now for your first Wild Card of the work week …