Is that my grandfather’s hand?

This past week, I thought of my maternal grandfather. I haven’t thought of him for a long time because he died over 50 years ago. I’m not sure what inspired me to think about my old grandpa.

One thing I remember about my grandfather was his sense of humor. He was always telling jokes, and we all laughed, even though I had no idea what that joke was about.

For instance, “Why did the monkey not eat the banana? Because it was not appealing to him.”