Last Thursday was Grandparents Day at Providence Hall Elementary School in Herriman. My wife and I went to visit our youngest grandson, Tate, who is in the sixth grade.
There were lots of grandparents in attendance, including a few I suspect were young enough to be my own kids. Damn, I’m old.
The place was crammed with geezers looking for the treasure of their hearts. We finally located ours in a small classroom on the second floor. Tate and Ms. Kidd’s class were doing fractions.
I didn’t want to go in at first.