OK, I've been suffering these last 2 months. Its kind of funny because I'm doing better financially than ever before. But not being able to see the kids has been hard on me. So today we went to lunch aat the Hot Dog Stand. Sure, we had to phone our order in. And I added a half gallon of root beer to take to my one son's.

We went there to drop it off and my favorite little guy was even afraid to come upstairs. His mother told him he wasn't allowed to visit grandpa because he might infect me. But we've been doing things for them all along. Sending them pizzas, strawberries and even good ice cream.

So finally he came up to see us. Then he realized he didn't have a mask, so he bolted into the kitchen. And came out with a blueberry pancake as a face covering! It was great. And I got a big hug and so did my wife. All the while covering his face with the pancake! So now I think his mother will relax the rule and he can even come see us. That will be great, and I don't care if I die or not.

Great story to end a Sunday evening on.

Glad you got to hug your grandson.

My wife and I are missing our grandchildren terribly.