“the storyteller and grandma”

Grandpa would start to tell one of his LONG stories (ha, wonder where I get it from?) and Grandma would bark at him, “Oh, Frank, no one wants to hear that story!”
Then he would tell the long story which often ended with something that was funny to him, but I didn’t get at all…usually because I didn’t really know Dale’s brother’s cousin, Ed who tipped the tractor over in ‘47 or whatever. He would have this great big smile on his face, adjust his toothpick, and then start another story.

“the storyteller and grandma”
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