Sunday's Parade magazine asked the question: If you had one day with someone who’s gone, who would it be and what would you do? I've been thinking about that a lot, although I knew my answer from the start. My paternal grandparents were always a team and were always the center of our family's universe. What I wouldn't give for one day with them. What would we do? That's an easy one, too. Some of my best memories are fishing with my Granny and Papa. They were marathon fishers ;). A packed cooler -- my grandmother never wanted anyone to go hungry -- and loaded tackle box or several -- my grandfather made his own sinkers -- and we were set. I miss them every day.