For the next year we made weekly trips to the Hillis Medical Center in Gainesville where Doctor Homer Paschal would straighten the foot a tiny bit and put on a plaster cast.
Every Thursday evening I would remove the old cast to get ready for the Friday morning trip to Gainesville.
Mary wasn't even very late learning to walk and run, the foot was ready to go pretty much on time.
We had various family members ready to make the weekly trip, if I couldn't get off from work someone else always could.
The foot ended up near perfect, good enough to get Mary through Army basic training with colors flying.
Good story about why babies should be born. A nephew in-law had a baby 11 years ago and it was born with a cleft palate. I remember the look of fear on his face as he tried to digest something was wrong with his new daughter. Today, the girl looks absolutely normal and is going to be a knockout. She’s also so bright it’s a bit of work to maintain the adult role when having a conversation.