; 31st November 1947
Oregon
The father, son and the mother sat patiently in the waiting room, waiting anxiously for results.
A group of about 3 or 4 doctors entered the room, one holding a baby in his arms. She gave the child to the mother.
"He's gorgeous!" She exclaimed, softly kissing his forehead.
"He's perfect!" The father said, tickling the baby's cheeks. The baby giggled, tiny rolls of fat forming when the baby moved.
The other son, Billy, didn't seem as impressed.
"He's fat!" He said, annoyed at the lack of attention he was receiving.
The father turned to Billy.
"He's chubby." He corrected. Billy scoffed.
"And all healthy babies are like that. You were like that too, once." The mother added. Billy rolled his eyes and left the room.
"We'll call you Vernon, after your grandfather!" The mother said, softly cradling the baby to sleep.
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