The Train Is Leaving the Station

Hell has frozen over. By popular demand (well, sort of) of my granddaughters, Gramma is starting a blog. This is exceedingly brave of me, as I am among the technologically impaired. But there are family stories to be shared. Blackmail is such an ugly word; let's just call it a vicious threat. I make no promises as to frequency of posts, but stay tuned and we shall see.