Wednesday, March 1, 2017
I didn't get to meet my Grandma until she was 92 years old or so. I was raised by a different family, as I was adopted when I was 6 months old. I would have liked to have known her (and the whole family) all those years, but fate had other plans for me.
I guess I will get to meet her, and all of my other relatives whom I was too late in finding, in the other world.
I will see you on the other side, Grandma....I have several thousand questions I want to ask you!
~John~
