104

Whenever I get depressed thinking about turning 36, I remember that Grandpa Joe would have turned 104 today. I had a McDonald's sandwich for lunch today, just to remind me of him. I'm also reminded of his large cherry and pear trees, grapevines, love of animals and Harvey and Blackie, and his car trips up north with us. And his little namesake, who does bear a bit of a resemblance.  Happy birthday, Grandpa Joe. Love you.