Grammie is 97 years young today. I can't believe it. My aunt helped her Skype with us this afternoon. Andy, Luke and I sang an abbreviated version of Happy Birthday. She didn't feel well today but I'm glad we could see each other.This is one of my favorite pics of the two of us together, taken about 30 years ago. Yikes. How can that be? I'm fairly certain I was a challenging child. My parents were busy running the family business and I spent a lot of time with my grandparents when they came to visit every summer. I guess my affection for books began at an early age.
Happy 97th birthday, Grammie! We love you!