Learning To Read

My father was raised by his grandparents during the Depression so his mother (my grandmother) could work.

Every morning, across the breakfast table, his grandfather (my great-grandfather) would read the newspaper to him, following the sentences with his finger so my father could follow along. I don't recall how old my dad was, but this was pre-school.

What no one realized was that my father learned how to read from his grandfather reading the newspaper to him every morning. They didn't know what to make of it.

Later, when he read, he held his book upside down.