I was born on New Years Day, 1959. 2 weeks late! 10 lbs 6oz. (sorry Mom). Legend has it that my Dad cried his eyes out the day I was born. Not because he was a Proud Papa for only the 2nd time, but because he couldn't claim me on his 1958 taxes!
I only saw my father cry once in my life. The Day he dropped me off at the Air Force recruitment center in Newark. The tears rolling down his cheeks let me know how proud he was of me. I'll never forget that day in the Spring of 1981.