Something akin to that happened this morning. Chris bid us adieu.
How quickly time passes. He arrived last Saturday and so soon the time came to part.
To appreciate the card you need to know that Owen is very much into Star Wars these days, as evidenced by the Halloween costumes their family made. (Much as we love to shop, in our family, we think Halloween costumes should be made. Chris' boots consisted of three layers of duct tape and were a challenge to remove.) 
Inside the chocolatey card, Owen had drawn a picture and dictated a letter to Frances:
Dear Granny,
I hope you feel better soon. I wrote a funny Star Wars joke book. When you feel better you should come over to see the book. There are no pictures or stories about heffalumps in Star Wars. There is no Play-Doh in Star Wars.
I love you, Granny.
Love,
Owen
"After about 20 years of marriage, I'm finally starting to scratch the surface of what women want. And I think the answer lies somewhere between conversation and chocolate."
Mel Gibson
Mel Gibson

