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Grandpa Hank

October 28, 2012

One of the central figures in my book.

Grandpa Hank and I, circa 1972

His ornery sense of humor was hard for many to understand and accept. He was legendary in the Western half of the county. To this day I am scared to look down at ‘dirt’ on my shirt as I can feel his mammoth hand scrubbing my chest and hitting me in the nose. I am grateful for his character and the many lessons learned.

 

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