Author Patti Callahan Henry On Her Grandma Name
I was standing in my home office three years ago, the aroma of damp dog in the air as my adorable Spring Spaniel Winnie ran in from the rain, when my 26 year old daughter called, her question halting my whirling thoughts as she asked, “Is Dad home to get on the phone, too?” “Nope,” I told her. And then it hit me. She wanted us both on the phone....