My paternal grandfather went out to the corner bar for a beer when my dad was less than 7 yrs old and never came back. What happened to him remains a mystery to this day although a death certificate for him was found. All we know is that he died at a pretty old age. Nobody knows what happened to him in between. Just plain Weird.
The funny thing about my maternal step grandmother is that she was a distant woman and I can always remember being apprehensive around her. She would occasionally hug me but I never thought I was her 'favorite' in any way. Some time after she died I talked to a cousin who told me that when they went through her wallet, the only grandchild's picture she had.....was mine.
I can honestly say that my family tree has it's fair share of well, nuts hanging on the branches, it also has some real gems hiding amidst the nuts! You can pick your friends, you can even pick your enemies, but you are just plain stuck with your family.
Those who are lucky enough at our age to have their grandparents or even their parents around. Cherish each day, each minute with them.
