One of the strangest things about getting older is discovering some of the relationships you thought were permanent were actually connected to your circumstances. What do you do now?
My 9-year-old grandson was strapped into his seat belt in the back seat of my car. We were on our way to lunch. Out of the blue, he asked me, “Grampa, how does a typewriter work?”
I recently spent a few days sitting on the beautiful shoreline of Orange Beach, Alabama. It was a calm day on the Gulf Coast, perfect for relaxing under your umbrella or wading into the rolling waves.
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