The mother is our granddaughter Melissa, and the ugly guy on the left, husband-Illia, is the slightly crazy Greek from Australia...and a welcome addition to the clan he is. On Tuesday our first great granddaughter will be eleven! When your youngest kid is a grandfather twice, it starts to put your life in perspective. Perhaps some day I will get introspective and write down some profound pronouncements about my observations. For the moment, however, I'll be happily content that everyone is doing well. And life goes on as it is supposed to.
I'll be flying up to New England in three weeks for an alumni ceremony, and I'll be able to sneak in a quick visit.