Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Reading with Grandpa

Several weeks ago, I went to my grandparents' house for a long overdue visit. Waiting for me there was this framed photograph of Grandpa Gondring and me over 20 years ago. I have no memory of it, but it is quintessential Grandpa; the man always pouring over a book inviting others over to share his experience. I wonder if when I am someone's Grandma Gondring, a scary thought in and of itself, whether we'll be pouring over a traditional book or its electronic counterpart.

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