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This is just a scrapbook of random photos that bring back a lot of memories for me. I hope you enjoy them.
This is the last baby I delivered. I lost count along the way, but I estimate that I delivered approximately 1,500 babies in the course of my career.
The young doctor-to-be when she wanted to be Roy Rogers — not Dale Evans, but Roy Rogers.
I never quite lived up to my expectation
of becoming like Barbie the Doctor!

High school graduation, 1974. I was in the last class to graduate from Bedford High School.
My first year of undergrad at David Lipscomb College (now University).
A little younger, enjoying ice cream at Spring Mill State Park.

Let it not be said that my current attitude only came about with age!
My sister, me, and my cousin trying to look Victorian.
Nursing runs in the family — but I wanted to be the one to give the orders, so I became a doctor. Little did I know that nurses run the world!

My grandmother and her siblings circa 1900. They all went to college, which was rare in their day.
The attitude apparently remained unchanged throughout the various ages!
I love this photo of me surrounded by “my men.” — my husband and three sons.

My Granfather Maegerlein congratulating me on turning 2.
My sister, Daddy, and me circa 1970.

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This is just a scrapbook of random photos that bring back a lot of memories for me. I hope you enjoy them.
This is the last baby I delivered. I lost count along the way, but I estimate that I delivered approximately 1,500 babies in the course of my career.	*The young doctor-to-be when she wanted to be Roy Rogers — not* Dale Evans, but Roy Rogers.**	I never quite lived up to my expectation of becoming like Barbie the Doctor!
High school graduation, 1974. I was in the last class to graduate from Bedford High School.	My first year of undergrad at David Lipscomb College (now University).	A little younger, enjoying ice cream at Spring Mill State Park.
Let it not be said that my current attitude only came about with age!	My sister, me, and my cousin trying to look Victorian.	*Nursing runs in the family — but I wanted to be the one to give the orders, so I became a doctor. Little did I know that nurses* run the world!**
*My grandmother and her siblings circa 1900. They all* went to college, which was rare in their day.**	The attitude apparently remained unchanged throughout the various ages!	I love this photo of me surrounded by “my men.” — my husband and three sons.