It's Chris-mas!

On a cold January evening in 1983, across town from Baylor Law School, I was born. The clouds parted, the birds chirped in tribute, and newly-appointed PC Professor Louis Muldrow stirred in his sleep as he felt a tremor in The Force. My parents, two Baylor students who worked at the Harrington House faculty dining center, were asked by Prof. David Guinn--upon serving him coffee the next week--if they would read the Constitution to me each night after singing "That Good Old Baylor Line" and "Jesus Loves Me."

They did, and sure enough, here I am.