Tuesday, December 11, 2012

Ascending to the Zenith

For the last couple of years, a nice young boy has gotten on the school bus with Rudi for the trip to school in Woodstock.  He is a nice little kid, perhaps seven years of age, with a nice young mom, a friendly, easygoing dad, and three little sisters. I don't often walk Rudi to the bus, but occasionally I do, and get to talk to the boy and either of his parents, just the usual friendly stuff, as I don't really know them that well.

A couple of months ago, another lady was waiting at the bus stop with the boy, and introduced herself as his grandmother. We chatted briefly, and the boy told me he had a sleepover at his grandmothers house, and really enjoyed it!

A week or so later, I again saw the boys mother, and told her that I had met the boys grandmother, and was wondering if it was her or her husband's mother. She replied that the boys grandmother actually the mother of the boys birth mother, who had passed away about five years ago...