August 14, 2008
My father called and said my grandmother would be all right. She would be released from the hospital soon, so there was no need to worry. I could stay with his parents and enjoy the summer. I still worried, but I loved being with Dadís parents and hearing about when he was young. We played Scrabble and cribbage in the evenings, and when there was a cricket game, my grandfather would go into the dining room, where the radio was (they never had a TV), and close the door so he could listen undisturbed. We had to be very quiet.