All my grandparents are dead, but my grim and disillusioned seventy-six-year-old mother and almost eighty-one-year-old father (birthday Saturday!) were both as happy and relieved to vote for Obama as two of the grim, disillusioned daughters they raised (the third only voted for Obama because I bullied her into it--she wanted to write in Kucinich [yes, she's a tad nuts]). It is particularly delightful that my father really likes Michelle Obama.
Yes, I'm bragging.