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Originally posted by taxwonk
My grandfather's birthday is coming up, and for me it is a time
to reminisce. Unfortunately, he is no longer with us to enjoy the
momentous anniversary.
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Grandpa died this year, at 99. I can relate, but I got lucky and recognized what we had slightly before that happened, and my kids got great stories about hiding from the WWII draft in Alaska.
Unfortunately, he was the World's Greatest Racist, but his best friend for the last twenty years of his life was the old black guy that I met at the blues club and brought home with his guitar. They spent twenty years fishing, grandpa kept calling him "nigger", and Leo kept calling grandpa "cracker", and they took turns crying with each other over their life tragedies. Best buds. My kids still wonder how they could do that.
He just kept telling me that, penis size notwithstanding, I should avoid women. I think he was right.
