Monday, October 13, 2008

100 Words - 13

My home town Christmas pageant 1992. We took our bows. As the music swelled I turned on cue to leave the stage. Unexpectedly he grabbed my arm with a strength I thought had left him years ago. “This” he said dropping character and turning to the audience “is my granddaughter... and last night she became engaged to the local baker.”

The crowd gasped and then burst into riotous applause. I turned to open arms and a face of pride and tears. A small town’s joy and an elderly grandfather turning a single moment into an unforgettable outpouring of love.

--from City Daze

2 comments:

Lori said...

Awwwww. What a moment.

Tigger said...

How awesome!