Holly, and my Father’s Hand

“THAT’S GOOD, SON” August 30, 2019 Dear Editor, Holding her hand as Holly draped her arm across my supporting shoulder; when taking now tall, blonde and leggy 20-year-old granddaughter Holly (has Nan’s looks) home from Melbourne’s, The Avenue Hospital a few weeks ago (after surgery on Holly’s badly smashed knee after playing in local women’s […]