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I spent a lot of time with my grand pap growing up. Mothers side . I leaned so much from that man, and there is no one person that I have a higher respect for .
He told me lots of stories about his youth, and taught me many lessons, but never told me about this .
After his death, my mother told me this story. My grandfather was embarrassed of this , and never spoke of it to any of us grandchildren .
During the depression, his family had nothing. His father, in an attempt to feed the family, took him on a robbery. They were trying to steal food from a store of some sorts . At 10 years old, my grandfather witnessed his own father getting shot down dead.
My grandpap, was the only male in the family, 6 daughters and at 10 years old, he had to step up to the plate, and take the over the wheel . He did, and he actually ended up doing pretty well for himself also .
He was a strongly religious man, a very fair and kind man . He taught me so much about what it means to be a man, and a good person . It is where I got my work ethic from , and where I learned the value of being resourceful, and not being wasteful .
My wife calls me cheap .