I was very close to my Grandfather. When I was young I was closer to him than my dad because we lived with him and he was home all the time.
When I was in the third grade it finally dawned on me I didn't know his name. I ran home at lunch hour to find out his name, " Gramps Gramps what is your name ?" He said " My name is Mud " I went back to school and told everyone my Grandfathers name was Mud.
Later that day after school when I returned home I said to my mom " I can't believe Gramp's name is Mud " She said " Oh he's pulling your leg, his name is NOT Mud "
So according to WT I could not have started being close and loving my Gramps until that day I found out his name was Elmer. LOL LOL LOL
Sherry........who used to believe everything she was told............But not anymore !