Ashton is one of my six grandsons. He’s twelve, going on forty. Recently, I somehow persuaded him to watch my favorite movie with me. I told him that if after thirty minutes he didn’t like it, he could bail.
The historian part of my brain is increasingly intrigued by moments in time when a dog did not bark. Of course, this is reference to a famous Sherlock Holmes story called, “Silver Blaze,” and how the fictional detective made a deduction based on the fact that a dog that should have barked at a stranger, did not. This told Holmes that the culprit was someone familiar to the dog.