Grandma knows best

I arrived in Kansas City International Airport Saturday evening after a long flight from Rome, Italy. Like many other passengers, once I gathered my belongings from the overhead compartment and the seatback pocket, I headed to the airport bathroom. After I was finished, I washed my hands (just like you’re supposed to) and was delighted to observe what I presumed to be a grandmother and her granddaughter.

“Don’t just slap your hands together, you have to rub them together to get the soap everywhere, then rinse them,” grandma said to granddaughter. It made me smile to know that handwashing is still being taught to the youngsters.