Really, this is a bedtime story for your mom and dad to read you. It’s guarenteed to put you to sleep.

gg (what your Grandma Gormley thinks you’ll call her) and I left our car at your hospital. When we came up on Saturday morning to wait your arrival we knew there wouldn’t be any parking on the streets of Boston….as a blizzard was predicted. So, on Monday, while trying to get across snowbound Boston so I could get our car and then drive over and get gg (at Auntie Heather’s appt. on Marlborough St.) - I said I’ll just take the “T”. (Cab companies weren’t even answering the phones!) Never having done this “T” thing before I ventured out into the great unknown - walking to the vicinity of the John Hankock building. The plan was to take the “T” down Huntington St. to the hospital. Decided to ask one of Boston’s finest just where I’d find this “T”/Huntington/Trolly to Harvard & the Hospital area. No problem he said; just walk over the the big T sign abou a block away (turned out to be “South Station”, right near your new home), ride the Orange line, then the Red line, and it’ll take you right there. I verified with the token seller that this would get me to Harvard medical area. Well the Orange ran about 15 minutes late (they announced that) (as did the Red/Green etc. due to snow). Well, Grandpa - for his first ride ever on the “T” got on the Orange, then switched to the Red line - then looked out as the subway went above ground. I’d driven down Huntington St. many times when we’d visit Auntie Heather. But, instead of familiar scenes, I see the “River” - yep, the Charles. I check out of this train next stop (MIT). Convinced that the helpfull directions I’d gotten so far were not, I got more specific directions to backtrack on the “Red”, get off at Park, go down under, come on up, look for the “E” “Trolly” (there were lots of trollys so a long wait for that “E” one. We’ll this looked encouraging since the map for the “E” had a Brigham Circle stop. Finally, got on the trolly going down Huntington. Oops, did I tell you there was a big blizzard the day you were born? The trolly stopped about 1/2 way and they announced they were going to just go backwards to Boston. However, the MTA was obliging - they announced the riders could just take any bus that came along, for free. So, rode the next bus, got off at Brigham Circle and called your Dad. You were still busy learning what breasts are really for… and I was trying to retrieve a car to get gg - but by now traffic and snow and your schedule weren’t working out for a visit. So. Just wanted to let you know about the two hour ride to see you — even though gg and I had just seen you on your first day here. We’ll be coming up a lot to see you and watch you grow. And I’ll remind you of the time that Grandpa Gormley become Charlie on the MTA. And remember, everyone in Boston thinks there’s only one Harvard, and it’s not the Medical school.

Love G.Gormley