I find my grandfather’s influence cropping up most unexpectedly.

My daughter was riding around the neighborhood on her bike.  On one trip through the ‘hood, she stopped to talk to a friend and did not pass by the house in her usual time frame.   I found myself wishing I had some sort of gps device to attach to her so I knew where she was all the time.  Then I thought that  is one step away from implanting a tracker like they do for dogs and as our generation of media-fed paranoid parents starts thinking that sort of thing is a good idea (if she got kidnapped you could track her!) ,  in a couple of short generations the entire populace is tagged and the government can track us all.  My conspiracy theory grandfather’s mind totally would have gone there.  Miss you, you old coot!