While we were in Baltimore, Thursday through Saturday, visiting Josh, Cathy and the Bradley girls, Emma (11) told me how she shared my blog with some friends of hers.
I was flabbergasted!
I didn't know she knew what a blog was or that I wrote one or that she ever read it or that she would tell her friends.
"My friend said," she told me, "'your grandfather really writes that? Cool!'"
"And I told her," Emma said, "'I know, totally cool....'"
I was so touched that for one of the few times in my life I didn't know what to say. So, I just thanked her profusely. 
(I will now watch my language more carefully and be more careful about off-color things. She's my granddaughter, for goodness sake, I can't corrupt her!)
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