Change

Boy! Have times changed? By the time I get on track to buy one of my grandchildren a specific toy, the stores have green tagged them for quick sale and the only place I can find the toy of my choice is online. I don't do particularly well with change when it comes to entering my personal identification onto the world wide web. Prior to the superhighway of information, my personal ID was stolen and it took me almost two full years to clean up the mess that my Nona impersonator had created. The protectors of the innocent (the real Nona) were not especially helpful in my plight. The merchants who got ripped off by the phony Nona were not all to happy with the genuine Nona. What's a Nona to do? Change, not this year. I am going to ask my son-in-law to use his personal ID to purchase the toys I want for his children for Christmas; then I will be happy to sign with love, NONA!