Share a memory of your grandparents (or another older friend).

My grandparents were amazing people.  All of them worked through terrible difficulties to raise their children and have a life that was decent.  They raised their children to be onest and wonderful people.  Luckily their children raised us to be questioning and forward-thinking people.  My favorite memory of any of my grandparnets is when my dad's father came back into our live.

He had divorced my grandmother before my father was born and run off into the world to see th wonders out there.  Mostly, I think, he ran from the responsibility of fatherhood.  Anyway, when my dad was 37 he received a call from someone asking how Virginia was.  No one called my grandmother by that name.  Naturally my father was very upset and demanded to know who was on the telephone.  His father introduced himself and told my dad that he nad his wife were in our hometown.

My mother had been looking high and low for this man for ten years so she could complete her geneology charts for that section of the family.  Anyway, my dad went and met with this man.  He brought his father home and we discovered that he had been living an hour away from us for 16 years.  He had been looking all over the world for my father.  They had a powerful and positive reunion.

This reunion brought ch joy into our family life as my father no longer felt that he had been abandoned by his father.  It was amazing.