Prologue “Well Brother, you’ve certainly been busy the last several years,” George Anderson said. “I don’t know what you mean,” Joseph replied but not without a twinkle in his bright blue eyes. “We both know your meddling is what led to all those grandkids of yours,” George said a bit grumpily. “Well, if you hadn’t been all hell bent on going off to see the world, then maybe you would have a bunch of your own grandkids,” Joseph said to his brother. “I came to you for help. Those kids of mine are never going to settle down and you have obviously had great success. Please help me with my own stubborn brood?” George asked. Joseph had grown tired of waiting on his sons to find brides and give him grandkids, so he’d took matters into his own hands and found good mates for the boys. They were still clueless to his sneaky ways. All three of his sons got married within a few years-time, and now he was a happy grandfather. He felt sorry for his brother, knowing he was feeling the same sense of emptiness he’d felt a few years ago. “Nothing would give me more pleasure than to help you,” Joseph said, making George relax. “I know with your help I’ll be bouncing my own grandkids on my knees in no