Ya Doesn't Has To Call Him JJ
|Uncle Spencer, the youngest Crank and two Crankettes|
The Massachusetts crank is back in the land of the missing “R.” He visited for ten days, and it was great fun having him. It was probably a bit boring for him but he did catch up with old friends from his past.
It was a bit scary having him drive to visit his friends. He only had to travel about 15 miles across the Raritan River via the Garden State Parkway, but no matter how much you believe your son is ready to take the car by himself, you still see an eight year old boy pull away, not an almost 17 year old young man. I don’t remember when that feeling goes away, but I’m sure eventually it will.
I know Mrs. Cranky will miss him as do I, but I’m afraid the two of us picked on her a little bit in stereo, she may not miss that. Actually before the stay was over, she had him on her side and the two started to gang up on the old man.
The youngest crank is now the biggest, at least in height. He has his own nicknames for the two of us. He calls Mrs. C. “Step-fish” or “K-dog.” To this day I have no idea where those names come from. He calls me “Double D” and I have no idea what that is about either…it is not a man boob thing.
The youngest crank left with his own new nickname. It was bestowed upon him by “Step-fish.” She started referring to him as “JJ.” This name was first used after he was teasing Mrs. C about an almost driving accident she had on an unfamiliar road after dark. I had no idea where this name came from at first. I finally found out what it stood for:
Apple… tree…not far away.