Judging by how his father looked, my Daddy was going to be a handsome man for a long time.

If I didn't wear him out first, of course.

If Daddy's mom was a hugger, his father was a bit more formal. He smiled and it was like he was still figuring out exactly how to work the muscles to make that happen. But he'd been practicing and getting better. He also stuck out his hand. No hugs here. I stuck out my hand and gave what I'm sure was a very girly handshake.

"It's nice to meet the girl who's captured my boy's heart," he said. 'Girl' and 'boy'. Psychiatrists...