1. Fresh, local summer sweet corn!
2. Grandson Daniel (having recently finished his freshman year at Shenandoah Conservatory/Musical Theatre), waiting with MANY others at an open call on Broadway.
He didn’t get a callback but felt he sang well and had a great experience.
3. The ability to hear!
4. These roses in our bathroom window.
5. Enjoying these gigantic inflatables outside the High Museum of Art in Atlanta.
I’ve mentioned these t-shirts before, but I’ve almost worn mine out, so I thought I’d keep it alive a bit longer with some remembrance.
When my first grandson Daniel arrived some nineteen years ago now …
… I didn’t want to be called “Grandpa” (so OLD sounding!), “Papaw” (that was my father), etc., etc. My son-in-law (Cuban) solved the dilemma for me: “Let your grandkids call you ‘Abu”. Most folks won’t know what it means.”
Abuelo is the affectionate Spanish nickname for Grandpa.
When he was older and talking, Daniel decided that Robert should have a nickname as well, thus Rbu!
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