A Different Kind of Grandpa

A Life-Story Worthy of Sharing, Generation after Generation


March 2017

It’s Not About the Fish

“Stan, grab an empty bucket and follow me" was Grandpa's order as he stood with a garden spade in his hand, in the doorway between the car lot office and the shop where I was cleaning a car. With that, he turned... Continue Reading →

The Dreamer’s Eye

My dad angrily stormed out the back of the car lot with Grandpa following close behind. “Get in the truck!” my dad shouted at me. Dad got in the driver’s seat, Grandpa got in the truck beside him and I sat... Continue Reading →

Create a website or blog at

Up ↑

%d bloggers like this: