I wrote this story right after my son was born, and I had just turned 24. It was a tribute to family, more so, to my grandfather (my dad’s father) and my grandmother (my mom’s mother). While the work is fiction, there’s a lot of truth in between the lines.
I wish I could say it’s a story about ringing in the new, since that would be appropriate today, but I’ve never written a story about New Year’s Eve. Maybe I’ll add that to my list of resolutions.
Happy New Year! Enjoy and be safe! I hope you enjoy Blueberries and Hotcakes.