Death of a grandfather

As amazing as it sounds today, I do not remember either of my grandfathers. I have a picture of each of them holding me as a baby but that is it. I never knew them - and that is probably for the best. As noted on the cover, my parents were unusual people and one can guess that they, in turn, had unusual parents.

I do remember when my Mom's Dad died. She was quite sad. As they made plans to go I somehow understood that it was a long way to where they were going. I naturally assumed that it would be many days.

My cousin Catherine came to baby-sit us and we had a great time. I was shocked and greatly saddened when our parents returned so soon and the fun ended.