February 2012
1 post
Grandpa Albert
My Grandpa could be summed up by most people in one word. Cantankerous. He was surly, easily offended, and certainly knew how to hold a grudge. In fact, I did not meet him until I was 15 years old because he wasn’t speaking to my mom. The reason? She once told my Grandma she would be at a family dinner at 6pm, and instead, my Grandma told my Grandpa she was on her way. When she showed...