One of my college students wrote this in his autobiography:
"I was conceived at St. Mary's Hospital, on February 12, 1963."
These student bios helped to form a basis for my first counseling session with my incoming ROTC Cadets. The conversation in my office went like this:
"You say here you were conceived at St. Mary's Hospital. Your parents must have kept very good records, to even know the day."
"Well, yes sir, I have the certificate, and there were other people present, of course."
"Indeed? Are you sure you don't mean you were BORN at the hospital?"
"Yes sir, that's what I wrote. Born -- conceived."
"Umm... actually, conceiving is what happens 9 months before you are born, it's what needs to be done first in order to BE born, if you understand my meaning. So are you sure your parents conceived you on this exact date in a hospital, 9 months before you were born?"
Recognition slowly spread across his reddening face, followed by an embarrassed grin.
"Ah, well, no sir, I guess I'll need to change that. I really don't know how my parents conceived me."
"Nor do I."