I found myself thinking about my grandmother, Charlie Dale, today. Sometimes I'm asked if we named Charlotte for her. We didn't, and in fact I hadn't even thought of that connection until I was asked, but I do like the association. It's funny, too, because sometimes Charlotte sets her mouth in a way that is just like Baba (what we called my grandmother). I wish she could've known Charlotte. In fact, she never met Kieran in person, either, though she got to talk to him on Skype a bit. Anyway, this post is just to say that I was thinking of her, and missing her, may she rest in peace.