One of the things that was hardest for me about leaving California was leaving my grandparents behind. About fifteen years ago I promised myself that I would stay nearby until my grandparents had passed. They were in their late seventies at the time, so I assumed they were not long for this world. Boy did they prove me wrong. They are both 92 now and going strong. It was so great to spend time with them when we went back West. These photos are from Mother's Day and most of them are of Sam but there are a few of la famiglia. I particularly like the last one of Sam on the couch with my grandad asleep in the background.
