Unfortunately I can’t remember the first, but I do have one I’d like to share. My grandparents came to visit and at the airport as they were leaving, and we were saying goodbye, my grandfather shook hands with my twin brother. I figured it was either a military thing because he served in Vietnam or just lack of affection because he’s never been one to really show emotion. But when he came to me, when I held out my hand to accept the handshake, he shook his head and said, “No, we don’t do that with women.” And he pulled me in for a hug. Suddenly it wasn’t so sad seeing him head off to the plane.
