"An elderly couple was sitting on their porch swing, rocking away the stresses of the day while watching the sunset. They interrupted the silence down and then with comments about the "good old days".

Grandma turned to Grandpa and said, "Honey, do you remember how, when we first started dating, you used to casually reach over and take my hand?"

Grandpa looked at her, smiled, and obligilingly took her hand in his.

With a wry little grin, Grandma pressed a little farther, "Honey, do you remember how when we were courting you used to lean over and suddenly kiss me on the cheek?"

Grandpa leaned toward Grandma and gave her a lingering kiss on her soft, wrinkled cheek.

With added boldness, Grandma said, "Honey, do you remember how, after we were married, you kind of nibbled on my ear?"

Grandpa slowly got up from the porch swing and shuffled his way to the front door.

Alarmed, Grandma said, "Honey, where are you going?"

"To get my teeth."

~from "Espresso for a Women's Spirit."

Pam Vredevelt

Loved this story. It won't be look before this is us:)