Way back when, I lived with my grandma in Greeley, Colorado. I stayed with her for a year. I was in the third grade. My dad was recovering from a serious construction accident. I enjoyed that year. My grandma taught me how to play canasta. My cousin and I entertained ourselves with that card game for hours. We also listened to the radio. I would lose myself in “One Man’s Family” and “Fibber McGee and Molly” and on Saturday mornings I made sure to listen to The Lone Ranger. I