The Technofile Web site has moved. This is a special and very private day for my wife and me. On this day two years ago our daughter, Emma Kathryn, died.
All deaths are sad to the living.
But Emma's death mixed beauty and discovery with a tragedy only mothers and fathers can know at the moment of birth. Emma started to slip away from us as soon as she began the journey an unknowable force had prompted her to take, from womb to world, three months early. There was nothing the doctor could do. Nancy held my hands, squeezing them as hard as she could, in a rhythm that kept pace with her contractions. She tried not to cry.