And then there were three

Well, we coasted along for almost a year after marriage. Wayne (my spouse's middle name and what he actually goes by) finished his 6 months of reserve training and came home in January. At that time God said to me that it was more important to start our family than go to nursing school so eight and one half months after our first anniversary our beautiful daughter Lynn was born. While I was still in the hospital, my dear husband got surprising Army orders (we thought he was done with active duty). He was to report on December 7 to Fort Benning, Georgia (500 miles away) for at least one year of active duty because of war conditions abroad. Our baby would be 2 weeks old. We were both crushed.
Here she is as she looks today. She will probably be upset with me but I think it is a nice picture.