If you told John thirty years ago he’d be a grandfather, he’d believe you.

He’s always wanted to be a father, old-fashioned man and all. When you grew up, right before his eyes, he struggled to not burst into tears the whole time.

When he got the call that his dreams paid off all over again, that he’s a grandpa, he screamed. Actually screamed.

He signed a week long leave and flew back to the UK.

After greeting you with a bear hug and a grin, he instantly asks: “Where are they?”