One Sentimental Thought

Last time I saw NKOTB in concert, I was sleeping really late the following morning after all the excitement, and the phone rang, waking me up.

It was my Granddaddy, checking in to see how my mom had survived the concert. I remember getting on the phone with him, though I could scarcely talk and he asked me about it--despite the fact that I'm sure he had not one iota of interest in the band or the music. He had asked because he knew it was important to me.

I wish I could have called him this morning, when I was delirious on only 4 hours sleep, and could have told him about it again.