Erik MH:

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I am born

Wheth­er I shall turn out to be the hero of my own life, or wheth­er that sta­tion will be held by any­body else, these pages must show. To begin my life with the begin­ning of my life, I record that I was born (as I have been informed and believe) on a Wed­nes­day, at five o’clock in the morn­ing, in a nav­al hos­pit­al in Oak­land, Cali­for­nia. It was remarked that the winds and rain were such that my par­ents were uncer­tain as to the safety of cross­ing the San Fran­cisco – Oak­land Bay Bridge. Evid­ently, it was safe enough.…