On May 8, 1994, I was fishing for Halibut off Deep Creek, Alaska. My 9 months pregnant wife was home with her OBGYN Nurse Mom who had come up for the birth.
I called home on that Sunday Mothers Day in 1994 about the same time as a State Trooper lit up the truck I was in to stop us.
Although I called home, the phone had been forwarded to my wife's cell phone where she reported that she'd been in labor for about 5 hours and perhaps I should hurry. Anyone knows the geography here knows that's not possible. 30 minutes by plane is 5 hours by car.
Fortunately, Mr. Trooper was there, "Pep, where the hell have you been, we've been looking for you, hop in, I'll run you to the Kenai Airport, there's a ticket waiting for you"! Waved to my Pal Monty (RIP) off I went in the custody of AST.
That's the beginning of the story of Miranda's life.
Today, another chapter began when she graduated from Culinary College.
Well Done Miranda Sue Pepper . . . very well done indeed.
LET'S GO BRANDON!!!!