And then the joyous day finally arrived as the young lad, the maker, and his wife welcomed their newborn daughter: Elizabeth Dolores Booker. Born on a moonlit midsummer's night, July 31, with a shock of black hair, deep brown eyes, and long graceful fingers, she was everything the family had hoped and dreamed. This trembling, rosy little lady carried on her great-grandmother's namesake, from the ancient Hebrew that celebrates God's abundance and covenant across the generations. And there was much to celebrate indeed. #ElizabethDolores (at Two Ten)











