Aren’t they the best? Grandson’s, I mean. Brandon came over to where I’m living and set up my brand new printer.

He sent me several texts to tell me 1 -when he’d be here, 2 – he would soon be on his way, and 3 – that he was running a bit late, and 4 – he’s on his way.

I asked him if he’d like me to make him a sandwich and yes, he would love it.

“This is really a great sandwich, Oma.” He’s so polite.

Then, he got the new printer out of the trunk of my car and all the while receiving messages from his friend and soon to be, partner on the golf course, and did a great job setting the printer up at the same time. How he can manage to set up a printer and arrange for a golf outing is beyond me, but we’re talking about the younger generation and that’s no big deal. I, on the other hand, look at the instructions and can’t even open the package, much less, make sense of them. He didn’t even need to look at the directions.

The job was done in an hour. I thought it would be at least half a day.

He gave me a hug and said goodbye, and then, just like that, he was off to meet his buddy.


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