2001 Hanly Newsletter
6 January 2002
Friends and Family,
2002! I would like to take a moment
to introduce myself. My name is
Mical Elizabeth Hanly (my first name is pronounced mi-'kal).
I am the first-born daughter of my Mommy and Daddy (you may know them as
Jennifier and Eric). I would like to share with you the events of our lives during
the past year. The first memory I
have of 2001 takes us back to the southern Mississippi Gulf Coast where Mommy
and Daddy lived before I was born—I was still in Mommy’s tummy, Daddy was
finishing General Surgery Internship at Keesler AFB Medical Center, and Mommy
was working as a Child Victim Witness Program Coordinator at the Mississippi
Child Advocacy Center.
was very busy during his internship at Keesler AFB Medical Center in Biloxi,
Mississippi. I heard his voice only
two out of every three nights because he slept in the hospital “on call”
every third night (except for three months when he was “on call” every other
night).  Though he worked very
long hours at the hospital, Daddy did find time to publish a couple of papers
and presented some of his research findings at the Society of Air Force Clinical
Surgeons annual meeting in San Antonio, Texas where he was awarded 1st Prize in
the Paul Meyer resident research competition. 
The award included a $1,000 cash prize that Daddy used to take Mommy (and
me in utero) on a seven-day vacation in May at the Moon Palace Resort
in Cancun, Mexico. [3,7]
we returned from Mexico, Daddy was still working but Mommy resigned from her job
so that she could stay at home for the last few months of her pregnancy and get
ready for my arrival. Mommy had
time for a short trip to Wyoming for a baby shower put on by her sister Sheri,
 and then we had to return to Mississippi and prepare for our move to Andrews
AFB in Washington D.C. where daddy was assigned next. When she wasn’t packing boxes or wrapping furniture, Mommy
read Baby Wise and other books in an effort to get ready for me.
Two weeks before the big move (six weeks before my anticipated due date
of Aug 4th), Mommy had packed all of our stuff, so she flew to Washington D.C.
where Daddy’s mommy (Grandma Jeri) met her after driving from Wyoming.
Mommy and Grandma spent the next two weeks finding us a house, painting
my nursery, installing carpet, and going to O.B. appointments with Dr Golden,
Mommy’s new doctor at Andrews. On
the last day of June, Daddy’s daddy (Grandpa Brian) flew to Mississippi to
help Daddy move our stuff to Washington D.C.
Grandpa drove one car and Daddy towed our other car behind the big moving
truck.  They spent two days on
the road and arrived tired on the evening of July 2nd.
and Daddy had asked friends from Baltimore to come help them unload the truck
during the late afternoon of July 3rd, but at 4 pm, so sooner than Daddy had
backed the truck into the driveway, extended the ramp, and opened the back door
of the truck, Mommy called out from inside the house, “Eric, I know this is a
bad time, but could you please come here?”
Mommy’s water had broken—one month early and less than 24 hours since
daddy had gotten into town, I was on my way!
As Mommy, Daddy, and I headed for the base hospital, Grandma and Grandpa,
our Baltimore friends, and our new next-door neighbors unloaded the truck.
Our dear friends the Floyds  even stayed the night in our new house
and set up beds, reassembled furniture, and unpacked the kitchen and bathrooms!
The word from Dr Golden was a little discouraging.
Because I had decided to be born at less than the magic gestational age
of 36 weeks, I would have to be delivered in a hospital with a NICU (neonatal
intensive care unit), which required a “trip around the beltway” in an
ambulance to Bethesda Naval Hospital. At
4:52 am on the 4th of July, I was born weighing in at 5 lb 2.2 oz with a length
of 18 inches. [8,9] I never needed
the NICU, but it was still a blessing for me to be born at “The President’s
Hospital” because the maternity ward at Bethesda Naval is more like a
five-star hotel than a hospital. Needless
to say, Mommy and Daddy had an exciting move to Washington D.C.
new house on base is old but good. It
is a two-story three-bedroom duplex with new carpet, new paint, and a recently
remodeled kitchen with new cabinets and a dishwasher. The only really old-looking aspect is the tile in the
bathrooms which Mommy and Grandma covered with carpet.
A big oak shades the driveway, and we have a big back yard with a wooded
area beyond the back fence. We
really love living in our Nation’s Capital—it is rich with history and there
is no end to the things to see and do (many of which are free). While the Pentagon attack of Sept 11th and the Daschle
anthrax scare hit very close to home (12 and 10 miles respectively), other than
heavily armed soldiers guarding our base, it really is “business as usual”
now here in D.C. I have had a
number of family members visit on multiple occasions (both sets of grandparents
and my Uncle Kevin and Aunt Trinity) and baby sit me, which has allowed Mommy
and Daddy to go into the city for concerts, operas, museums, and restaurants.
Grandma Susan even baby-sat for a weekend in November so that Mommy and
Daddy could go on a weekend marriage retreat to Rehoboth Beach, Delaware with
friends from church. 
loves her new job as a full-time mother and homemaker.
Each day she feeds me, reads books to me,  listens to music with me,
does exercises with me, plays with me, and generally loves me to death!
Of course she also takes great care of Daddy too, and she has really
taken to the culinary arts (her cookbook library seems to grow almost weekly).
Mommy also facilitates a discussion group for the MOPS (Mothers Of Pre-Schoolers)
ministry at church which means that I get special time with Daddy at least two
evenings each month.
is also very happy in his new job as a General Medical Officer in the Department
of Surgery at Malcolm Grow Medical Center here at Andrews.
He sees patients at Malcolm Grow but also spends a number of days every
week conducting surgical research projects for the military at Walter Reed Army
Medical Center in D.C. and Johns Hopkins Hospital in Baltimore.
His most exciting project right now is a telerobotic surgery initiative
between the military and Johns Hopkins. He
is helping to work out the nuts and bolts of “distance surgery” in the hope
that one day, injured soldiers will be able to undergo surgery in remote
locations on aircraft carriers and elsewhere near the front lines using robots
controlled by expert surgeons sitting at computer consoles thousands of miles
my arrival, Mommy and Daddy have also taken me on a number of trips to visit
friends and family.  I met the
Helms,  the Arnoults,  and Mommy’s old colleagues in Mississippi, I saw
Uncle Kevin play with the Dare-2-Share band in North Carolina, I met my
Great-grandma Elizabeth in Indiana,  and I just returned from Christmas
vacation in Wyoming  where I visited Great-grandpa Keith, Great-aunt Jeanne,
and Cousins Susan, Phil, and Shane;  Grandma Jeri, Grandpa Brian, Uncle
Kevin, and Aunt Trinity; Uncle Don, Aunt Sheri, Uncle Cody, and Cousins McCade
and Emmy;  and many of Mommy and Daddy’s friends: the Martins,  Tysers,
 Raczykowskis,  Ostranders, Missy R., Matt H., April F.,  and Gentry
has truly been a blessed year for Mommy, Daddy, and me.
We have so much enjoyed hearing from many of you this season and look
forward to when God might allow us to visit with you next in person.
Until that time you remain always in our thoughts and prayers.
Jennifier, and Mical
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