Thanks Certifiable. That makes me feel good.
The thing with Grandpa though, his eyes gave out, his ears gave out, his knees gave out and he was pretty much confined to sitting in a chair.
But the one thing that didn't give out were those old farmer hands. I was in football, Tae Kwon Do and lifted weights. Even after all that, that man would just laugh at me when we played mercy.
They were tough. They needed to be. They'd be laughing at all these pussies and their complaining about minimal schit these days. They are the Greatest Generation for a reason.
