Something About Grand Kids

Something About Grand Kids

Most folks in the know will agree that

grand kids are special. For certain, mine

are to me. Now, don’t get me wrong,

even though for the most part, I’ll admit,

babies are adorable creatures, cute as

can be, but I find myself gratified to see

how they have grown into young adult-

hood, having developed their own

uniquely individual personalities.

There are some resemblances, physical

features and characteristic traits, I see

in them which quite naturally through

biology likely came from me. I’ll take

some credit due for the good and accept

my share of the blame for the genetic

flaws they unwittingly claim.

One thing I must concede is that they are

their own people now. They have become

responsible for the lives they have chosen

to lead. Oh, I don’t mind handing out free

advise now again, especially when I see a

pitfall which I myself may fallen into when

I was young and wet behind the ears as

they may be in all probability. Besides, old

farts such as I still have the need to impart

our sagacious wisdom now and again.

Mostly though, on those all too rare special

occasions when we are gathered together in

one place, I have a plaguing curiosity to ask

them, how things are going ? Naturally, my

query carries a hope that they will tell me

what they may be up to which sounds by all

accounts familiar to me, something recklessly

stupid I too would have done in my youth.

Chris Hanch 9-23-18