"Jack? Can you hear me, Jack? You got quiet all of a sudden. Is something wrong?"

Wrong? Well, if you count my not being able to breathe probably something wrong, then yeah, some thing's wrong.

I cleared my throat, "Can you put Rachel on the phone, please?"

I heard my eldest daughter's voice on the phone, "Daddy? Did Bill tell you?"

I could still remember when she was just a little girl who's best friend was a Mr. Bubbles. "Yeah."

"And how do you feel about it, Daddy?"

I smiled, "I've always wanted to be a Grandfather."