When my 12th grandchild was born in December, 2019, it dawned on me that I may not get to impart my “wisdom” to her during my remaining lifetime, at least, not in person. I have already outlived my father’s lifespan, and have only 6 years to equal my mother’s. And the fact that she lives in a different hemisphere, with visits expected to be only once every 2 or 3 years . . . .
My own grandfather, Philip, lived until I was 32, and his wisdom, such as it was, did not transmit in any memorable way. He didn’t write, as far as I knew, and didn’t engage in long conversations on complicated subjects. He shaped me, I am sure, but what was lost in translation I’ll never know.
So this blog is mainly for her, and depending on the permanence of the internet and this website, in reality may be only for me.
Comments from other readers is very welcome!