While watching his grand daughter throwing a tantrum, grandpa Pike realised that the little girl needed some roving.
All dressed up in her winter clothes, which still hung loose from her tiny body, Pike took her on a walk, accompanied by a story.
“No grandpa, tell me a story I have not heard, something new.”
“Well little one, this very street we are walking on, has a special story, a war time story – the story of Captain Pike…”
Right now, at this moment and in this place, Pike and the girl were invisible, lost in the tales of the past…