On a lazy Monday in August, I took leave from work and stayed home to be with my grandson, Blake. He wanted to wear Megan's white construction helmet, so I decided to give him a personal tour. We walked around the construction of the I-270 bridge overpass and saw the cranes and machinery. It was cool to see the construction site with Blake today. Hope you can come back and see it when it is done, Blake. Go, Blake the Builder.
Living thousands of miles from my grandson, it is a grand honor to participate in some of his activities. So when the opportunity arose to attend one of his soccer games, we were delighted to accept the invitation. Although his team did not win, the game was not about winning but was about rewarding every member with the same rewards: a large conspicuous badge and a sumptuous frozen treat and a photo op of the team and coach. Although he did not score and at times seemed not to know what was going on, we enjoyed watching him grace the soccer field with his running around the whole field. He seemed to be saying to us to watch him, which we did with pleasure. I am proud of my grandson for trying. One day, I believe, he will be a great soccer player. But for now, he is still my favorite soccer player in America. And that's what counts. Go, Blake!


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