Thanks, Don, for another great story. I think, or at least I hope, that every kid had a chance to have that special “old person” in their lives. For my kids it was their Grandma and Grandpa. For me? My Godparents. And an in some intangible way, my Grandpa Jack, who lived in Ireland. We never met, but we wrote to each other constantly. And both of us were convinced I’d someday come to visit. I was too young to make that ever happen.
Thanks, Don, for reminding me of my wonderful Aunt Vick. Not the same as yours, but a force of nature who I always dug like crazy. Beautiful piece, Man.
Thanks, Don, for another great story. I think, or at least I hope, that every kid had a chance to have that special “old person” in their lives. For my kids it was their Grandma and Grandpa. For me? My Godparents. And an in some intangible way, my Grandpa Jack, who lived in Ireland. We never met, but we wrote to each other constantly. And both of us were convinced I’d someday come to visit. I was too young to make that ever happen.
Thanks, Don, for reminding me of my wonderful Aunt Vick. Not the same as yours, but a force of nature who I always dug like crazy. Beautiful piece, Man.
I do!