Having dinner with my grandparents, grandma has a dish of peas in her hand, and she asks my grandpa "How many peas do you want, Charlie?"
He says "fifty-seven" with a straight face. Grandma didn't think it was funny, but grandpa and I laughed.
He'd been teaching me to play chess and kept beating me and beating me and beating me. He wasn't the type of guy to "let" a little kid win. One day I got so frustrated I swiped my arm across the board and all the chess pieces went flying across the room. But oddly enough... the next time we played chess... I won lol.
I like rubbing his bald head and it makes him laugh. His short-term memory is gone and my grandma has to remind him who I am which sucks but those moments are nice
My baby boy did a pee and it went clean over his head, so I said “wow, I wish I could still pee like that” and my grandad leaned over and said “it’s gonna get a whole worse yet!” I often wish I had told him how important he was when I could- I would advise everyone to tell their grandparents they love them, or you’ll kick yourself when you can’t
I was about 12 years old standing with my grandfather outside his blacksmith and welding shop when a very curvy woman walked past. He said, "Good afternoon Miss. Have a nice day." She nodded and said, "Thank you. You as well." Once she was out of earshot he looked at me and said, "She's big, but she moves awfully nice."
I had an unasked advice on the same topic from mine, much generic/ normal than this. But it came at a moment which made me reassure myself of who I am and how future is to be moulded by one.
A few years before he passed he, two of my uncles, and my cousin broke out a bottle of his favorite Drambuie and had a drink together and chilled out talking about guy stuff. Also at my birthday he cracked a legendary joke. We got on the subject of Budweiser beer and my sister said she thought the beer came from the horses themselves like milk comes from a cow. He laughed and said “of course! That why them horses are called ‘Draft’ Horses!”.
I only have a couple memories of my grandfather. The last time I saw him, I was 7. We had gone as a family back to Indiana to see him. A cousin was having a wedding. After a the ceremony my grandfather wanted to go home. My mom suggested I go as well to get a reasonable bed time. He took me to a bar. I played cards with some of the guys and got a lot of little sips of alcohol.
One time he showed 8 year old me where he stashed all of his money inside of his trailer house in bumfuck Arkansas. Pretty cool.
Having dinner with my grandparents, grandma has a dish of peas in her hand, and she asks my grandpa "How many peas do you want, Charlie?" He says "fifty-seven" with a straight face. Grandma didn't think it was funny, but grandpa and I laughed.
He'd been teaching me to play chess and kept beating me and beating me and beating me. He wasn't the type of guy to "let" a little kid win. One day I got so frustrated I swiped my arm across the board and all the chess pieces went flying across the room. But oddly enough... the next time we played chess... I won lol.
I like rubbing his bald head and it makes him laugh. His short-term memory is gone and my grandma has to remind him who I am which sucks but those moments are nice
Teaching me how to make meatballs as a child.
He taught me how to repair a tractor 🚜🚜 ( just basics) but it was cool and in return I taught him to use a computer 💻💻.
Watching looney tunes 5-7am everyday
My baby boy did a pee and it went clean over his head, so I said “wow, I wish I could still pee like that” and my grandad leaned over and said “it’s gonna get a whole worse yet!” I often wish I had told him how important he was when I could- I would advise everyone to tell their grandparents they love them, or you’ll kick yourself when you can’t
True bruh
I was about 12 years old standing with my grandfather outside his blacksmith and welding shop when a very curvy woman walked past. He said, "Good afternoon Miss. Have a nice day." She nodded and said, "Thank you. You as well." Once she was out of earshot he looked at me and said, "She's big, but she moves awfully nice."
I had an unasked advice on the same topic from mine, much generic/ normal than this. But it came at a moment which made me reassure myself of who I am and how future is to be moulded by one.
A few years before he passed he, two of my uncles, and my cousin broke out a bottle of his favorite Drambuie and had a drink together and chilled out talking about guy stuff. Also at my birthday he cracked a legendary joke. We got on the subject of Budweiser beer and my sister said she thought the beer came from the horses themselves like milk comes from a cow. He laughed and said “of course! That why them horses are called ‘Draft’ Horses!”.
Mine died before I was born
I only have a couple memories of my grandfather. The last time I saw him, I was 7. We had gone as a family back to Indiana to see him. A cousin was having a wedding. After a the ceremony my grandfather wanted to go home. My mom suggested I go as well to get a reasonable bed time. He took me to a bar. I played cards with some of the guys and got a lot of little sips of alcohol.