My granddaughter Robin returns on Friday for a whirlwind visit. Her father, my son-in-law, the sports writer and author Jay Jaffe, has just published his new book “The Cooperstown Casebook,” a much praised study of who gets into the Baseball Hall Of Fame and why, and who shouldn’t get in at all.

He’s started his book tour and he’s speaking Saturday at the Baseball Hall Of Fame in Cooperstown, N.Y., about 90 minutes away from here. Emma, Robin and Jay are coming up Friday to spend a night here, and are leaving Saturday morning for Cooperstown. They’re driving this time, so it will be easier for them to haul Robin and all of her paraphernalia up here.

I’ll order some pizza from the Round House Cafe and make breakfast Saturday morning – bacon and eggs and country bread. I see from the photo Emma sent me this morning that Robin has changed quite a bit since the last visit. Her smile is quite as radiant as ever, her hair is longer. She still has the Pirate Eye and there is a deep sweetness about her.

It will be nice to see her and Emma again, maybe she’ll want to see the donkeys this time. Someone e-mailed me and said Robin was almost as cute as Gus, which I guess is a compliment. (People are deliciously strange.) I’m excited about the visit. We have everything she needs.