Today at the community garden, Gpa was asked how old he is. He replied, “75. I am an old man.”
I wonder if there is a memory at 75 that he really enjoyed. That was 1986, the year Lillie was born. So she would say yes, of course.
The year before I had my son and Gpa and Gma had gone to England with mom and Vickie. I couldn’t go as I was expecting.
So I’m thinking, he has a lot of good memories of that time. I hope so. I know I do.
