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(Michael and FabGrandma: love at first sight: 1996)
Thirteen years ago, on October 13, my first grandchild was born. I drove a thousand miles from Atlanta, Georgia, to San Antonio, Texas to hold him in my arms for the first time. He was so tiny, so perfect, so beautiful. He was the one who made me the FabGrandma.
Yesterday was his thirteenth birthday. He is now living in Maryland with his Air Force Dad, my son. But I have to tell ya, that little guy has been to more places than I have, and I go a lot! Besides San Antonio, he has lived in Guam, and England. He has been to Stone Henge, Loch Ness, the Leaning Tower of Piza, the Eiffel Tower. He has camped on the shore of Wales, and near the beach in Tusany. He has caught grunion on the beach at Imperial Beach, California, and crappie in a lake in north Georgia.
(Michael fishing in north Georgia with his Dad and FabGrandpa: 2003)
That boy really gets around. Here is another photo of him that I love:
(Michael on the pier at Imperial Beach, California, with the catch of the day: 2004)
Hope you had a very happy birthday, Fab Grandson Michael!
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