I spoke to my dad just now.  Not only that I spoke to my grandmother who've I not spoken to in years!!!!!

Tonight has been a great night.  I have so much to say but no where to begin.

WOW!  I am so happy.  The game plan is for me to go The Keys for Thanksgiving to see dad and I am going to ask my grandmother if I can come over sometimes to see her.  She is 82 and lives alone.  I think this is something I need to do.

To be honest, when I was talking to dad he asked me to call her since he thinks he might be robbed out of his inheritance.  He wanted me to find out about her health and how she is doing and that his step sis might not tell him about when she dies.  There must be a whole lot of money at stake.  I saw the will his dad wrote and he will get his share (I damn well better get mine when the day comes around).  Anywayz, I called her but when I heard her voice it I felt so bad.  So bad.  But I really do want to see her and help her out if she needs me.  I think Saturday visits would be nice.  Does that sound bad?