by Rick | Sep 7, 2019 | Blog, Grandpa Harry Stories
Harry looked at the black and white wedding photo on his night stand as he sat up in bed. Taken more than 70 years earlier, it was the last thing he looked at each night and the first each morning. “Gladys,” he said, picking up the small frame. “I sure wish you were...
by Rick | Aug 7, 2019 | Blog, Grandpa Harry Stories
“Grandpa, why do you have that old saw hanging above your fireplace?” Ethan asked. “It’s kind of old and rusty.” “It’s a trophy,” Harry said. “A trophy? For what? That doesn’t look like trophy I’ve ever seen. It just looks like an old saw like you have out in the...
by Rick | Aug 1, 2019 | Blog, Grandpa Harry Stories
Reaching for a match in his pocket, the old man shuffled across the wooden floor of the cabin to the coal-oil lamp by his rocker. Once lit, he slipped the glass chimney back on and turned up the flame. Chauncey, the golden lab, stirred slowly in the corner. Sleep was...
