No One Of Them Was Like The Other
Ed, my old neighbor from Saskatchewan, is not a person to worry about details. I told him repeatedly that we were going to Ontario to attend a wedding in the wife’s family. I made it clear we would be gone seven days, but it was all lost on him. He called three times last week and was huffy that we didn’t answer the phone. My old neighbor informed me that I could have, at least, left a cell phone number that he could have reached me at during the time I was away. I told him that it proves that only when you are away do people want to contact you.
I told Ed it was his turn to hear about my grandchildren for a change, as we had a family reunion in Ontario where all the grandchildren were present but one. We had the whole age range from kindergarten to high school. Not one of them was like the other, and they had a great time together, while the adults were quite nice to each other, since it was only for a couple of days.