Births. Deaths. Marriages. The components of vital statistics. In one week we've had all three. Last weekend my brother got married. Thursday, Bud's last surviving uncle died. Today my great-grandson was born.
Adoption is another vital statistic for a lot of people. It may be one my eldest has a problem with as he applies for a passport so he can go sailing in the Carribean this winter. He was legally adopted by his step-father, but wanted to go back to his birth name after his natural father died. I had a lawyer file the necessary papers. At least I think I did. I never received a bill from the lawyer and when I tried to get a copy of the updated birth certificate at the county courthouse, I was told I would have to get it from the state. Something I never followed up on.
My son may have an interesting time trying to get a certified copy of his birth certificate, especially with the changes since 911. Hopefully it was all handled as it was supposed to be and there won't be any problems.
I have long been a reader of obituaries. They are about the first things I read online every morning. I think I read them as much to learn family connections as I do to know who has died. I wrote the obituaries for both my parents and one of my grandmothers. I'm going to write my own one of these days. Control person that I am, I want to make sure it's right. I can have it all written down except for that last vital statistic.
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