I still cannot believe I am the father of an 18-year old.

Me and Julian in Atlanta - 2007

Monday January 30, 1995 I was working mornings at WBCP in Champaign, IL. 5:10am, while getting ready for work, my wife comes to me and says "I think my water broke...".

Quick phone call to Lynn Randall, my co-host, to let her know "its baby time!" Another call to Christina's parents, and a call to our friend Shannon to have her meet us at the hospital.

Now the waiting game begins...

I keep myself entertained by watching the contraction meter and giving play-by-play on its movements, much to the chagrin of my wife. Finally, at 5:32pm, Julian arrives, and life as we know it will never be the same.

Don't get me wrong...it has been a fun 18-years. Thanks to you, Julian, its never been a dull moment.