In a Dandelion's World
Calarco, Donald Charles On a bright and sunny June day in 1996, I was tending the small garden in my back yard accompanied by my first grand-daughter, Gianna. Gianna was a very happy child. Always willing to help and always ready with a barrage of questions that I was sure would turn her into a magnificent woman some day (I was right). She was busy watering some of the flowers in the potted plants as I was picking up twigs and brush. As I reached down with my weed-pi...