Here's hoping that all of you out there have a wonderful New Year's celebration. I am proud to call New Years my birthday. I was the first new baby of 1954 in Santa Monica, California. The doctor still had on his tuxedo pants, but really, my mother and I didn't need him. I was in a hurry and she'd had a couple of glasses of champagne.This was the photo of us hours after the delivery that appeared in the newspaper. I think my mother is so gorgeous and at least I for the moment appear serene. So happy birthday to all of you other New Year's babies, and a joyous welcome to those new ones arriving in the wee hours later tonight.