My Favorite Bearded Dude

That last post might have been a bit of a downer but whatever, sexism isn't fun. Ya know what is fun though? Hanging out with my Poppop Jack! This dude is bananas & I adore him. I've realized that to make him laugh a big belly laugh all I have to do is re-tell his stories as if they are my own. For example, I was telling him how the other day we were down at 2nd & Gerard just hanging out, getting into trouble. Anyway, so we get on the trolley and pants "Dago" right there in front of all the old ladies & push him right off the trolley into the street! That totally happened, except it was like sixty years ago. Poppop couldn't stop laughing & when he finally did he yelled into the kitchen "Nance, come listen to what Taryn just said". So now, not only does he tell the same stories over & over but so do I.