Grandfathers and Granddaughters
Copyright 2010 Thomas Wainwright
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I love summer. It’s a time to relax, basically, a time to do nothing but sit outside and try to get a tan, time to have fun, play games, go to the local pool, ride around at night and go to a local bar. I was retired and totally free and it was time to kick back and relax, and lie outside on a towel or a hammock and have a few beers. That’s my idea of summer.
My son and his family lived with me. It was a two-story house way out in the boonies. There was a paved highway about a mile away, but our street was a dirt road, with ditches on each side, a big rural mailbox --- the whole nine yards. My wife had passed away a few years back, and my son, George, was divorced. He had full custody of his daughter because her Momma didn’t want her around. I guessed she was having too much fun, running around and screwing everything in and out of pants. George was away most of the time. He traveled a lot in his job, and I had no idea when he would be home. It wouldn’t be for a few more days, at any rate. I was kind of proud of him, of the fact that he was one of the first people on both sides of the family that had ever attended college.