My grandma is eighty years old. She still lives by herself. She drives and is very active. She is just a little thing, maybe hundred pounds. Her hair is gray and she wears glasses. She my dad's mother. I'm just over thirty. I live with my wife and two daughters. There's nothing different from my family as anyone else's. I work and so does the wife. My kids go to school and about twice a week we eat out. When at home I watch TV in my den, my wife watches TV in the living room and the daughters do what ever teenage daughters do.

Both may Dad and I check on grandma. When dad can't make it over to her house to help, I do. Grandma is a good cook. Every time I work around her house I get fed.