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June 2, 2007
He would always ask him, "Mr Hamilton? How can you handle nine children and another on the way? Children take so much from a person. Do you or her even have anything left to give?

And he held his wife's hand, bent down slowly, lifted her shirt and kissed her stomach. Number ten, and no regrets. No, Never.

He turned, smiled at the young man, and said "Let me tell you son, When you truly love a woman you will always leave a part of yourself in her. Neither you nor she would ever want it any other way."