I first saw Alice Independence through the LCD screen of my digital video camera. It was a lucky shot. A paper curtain separated me from the surgical activity. I was grateful for that. My imagination had me worried enough, visual reinforcement was not going to help anything. I resisted looking past the curtain provided to protect both her and me: her from bacteria and me from the details. I was playing a hand-holding, tear wiping, and brow stroking role for my wife behind the curtain for most of the surgery. This distracted and comforted us both. At a cue from the anesthesiologist I held my camera up and over the protective screen to capture the first out-of-the-womb picture of my Alice.