Tuesday, Jan.5, 1943
Naturally the prospective grandparents wanted to visit and my mother’s parents, at least, wanted to come right away to see their daughter. These were people who had left their homes in Europe in their twenties and never set eyes on their own parents ever again. But wartime travel restrictions aside, my father laid out this further constraint. Counseling a delay of a few weeks for their visit, he cited a condition of pregnancy which, to my knowledge, has never been validated by any medical authority. If he hadn’t been a doctor, I’d say he invented it himself:
“ ..I hope you come on or after the 15th. The reason for this is rather important to me.. You see, there are a few days each month during pregnancy in which the child can be disturbed. It so happens those days will be January 10-14 for this month. During those days I insist that she [my soon-to-be mother] stay quiet – almost confined to the house and permit no distractions of any kind to intrude on her tranquility.”
Good news from the European Front: a nighttime raid by RAF bombers had knocked out a major industrial complex in the Ruhr. Combined with daylight assaults by the Americans, the Axis homeland was under increasingly constant bombardment.