I also had "city grandparents" and "country grandparents." My city grandad taught me barroom ditties from the twenties and taught me how to make a pressman's hat out of newspaper. My country grandpa taught me how to milk cows and took me to church (they were teetotalers and teachers). I loved hearing the old stories, and I pass them on to my own grandchildren, which means that my grandson, who is 7, hears stories about my own granfather homesteading in South Dakota in a sod cabin, or my city grandad hanging up the headlines in the newspaper window when the Titanic sank.
Grandchildren are a way to pass our history forward. But most importantly, they are to be loved.
GASP! J/K GOOD FOR YOU!!!!!!