First picture in the Greats series. Milo hopped a car service at 4:30 in the morning, cuddled up on a flight to Atlanta, snoozed a bit in the Atlanta airport while Mama and Papa gobbled down some southern-style biscuits, and before noon, was meeting his great grand parents. This trip, he didn't get to eat grits or collect sea-shells, but he did dip his toes in the Gulf, strolled along azalea-laden paths, and, most importantly of all, spent hours talking to his great grandma and great grandpa, and laughing. And showing off, and laughing some more.