A few days ago, I drove up to Jaimie's with some bags of books for my big upcoming move, and for a few comfortable minutes I sat on his splendid patio and enjoyed the sounds of winds in the tall trees and the look of the pots of overflowing flowers. He has a lovely home in the woods, and in a few weeks, bless his heart, I will begin sharing it with him. There aren't many senior citizen fathers who are enthusiastically invited to live with their son. I am one lucky dad -- and grandad, because Noah and Ava will be there with us.