Sister Alice tells the birth story I like best. According to Alice I was born in Esther and Howard's downstairs bedroom at about 11 a.m. Saturday morning March 15, 1941 while she and her siblings were all banished to the North porch. Alice says that when she said "I just heard a baby cry." She was told to be quiet, that she was just imagining things.
Furthermore I can personally attest
to having grown up in a farm house surrounded by two
brothers and four sisters and I can remember hearing Esther
and Howard Bradley refer to me as "son."
Of course Alice had the last laugh a few minutes later when Dad opened the door and said...
"You have a new brother and we're going to call him John after your Grandfather John Taylor and Leonard after my Father, Leonard Bradley."
Mom once told me my birth caused her to miss Grandpa and Grandma Bradley's Golden Wedding Anniversary and that was about the same time so there may some truth to this rendition of my entree to the Bradley Clan.