tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550315839527219940.post6453983099327362777..comments2023-10-11T02:43:45.437-07:00Comments on CASAMURPHY: East CoastingLaynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11202742050661813668noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6550315839527219940.post-74299638282412177282016-07-16T12:12:59.292-07:002016-07-16T12:12:59.292-07:00Your comments about the young'ins not asking q...Your comments about the young'ins not asking questions and stating things about "Grandmother" made me laugh at loud! That began to happen to me when I turned 50 I recall. All of sudden one day many people in their teens, twenties and early 30s were calling me "M'am". Happens to this day. I never know if I feel insulted or not either. What was different for me, and I am endlessly grateful it is, is even when I was very young and a teen I really enjoyed the company of my older neighbors and relatives, and did not view age as any divide. Always found most of them interesting and engaging (except perhaps my Mom's Father who was a blowhard gasbag.) I have close friends in their 90s to this day. Laura was such a trooper and I loved every minute we all got to spend together. Thank you for a wonderful time and sorry I could not have breakfast last Saturday, another roof garden renovation day. Your Sons are amazing. I hope Niall knows he can always stay with me if he is ever in NYC and needs a place to crash, or advice of great bars and restaurants etc. xxRosemarynoreply@blogger.com