Ian the Great-grandson

We have been planning a trip to New York for late summer/early fall so that Ian can meet my grandmother. Last week she was admitted to the hospital and the initial assessment was that she might not recover. So, Ian and I packed up last Wednesday afternoon and started on a road trip up the coast. After staying with friends in Arlington, we arrived in Binghamton Thursday evening. Fortunately, my grandmother did better than expected, and was discharged from the hospital on Friday afternoon. She loves babies, and was overjoyed to meet Ian. Here she is sharing a poem with him that she has recited to three generations: