Not a Bit Excited

Patrolman Forest Parkey is an instructor in judo at Cleveland's Police Academy. He never learned to wrestle a baby into the world, but he had seen a standard birth-of-a-baby film a dozen times at the academy, so he was not much worried when his wife woke him at 4 a.m. last week and told him she had labor pains.

With a fair appearance of calm, he telephoned the hospital and the family doctor. He bundled his wife into the back seat of the car and started for Lutheran Hospital, twelve miles away. On the way they passed two other hospitals. Each time, Parkey shouted, "Shall I stop?" Each time, his wife answered faintly: "Keep going."

But a mile from Lutheran, Mrs. Parkey screamed. Parkey jammed on the brakes. "Now it's coming," he said to himself. He got in the back of the car. "I remembered everything in the film without trying. 'Lift the baby's chin and head. Ease out the nose and mouth so it can start breathing. Then turn the baby 90 degrees to get the shoulders out. Then hold on.' It came fast. When I heard a little cry I knew everything was all right."

It took Patrolman Parkey just five minutes to deliver his baby daughter.

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