Pat Shingleton: "Honk honk..."
Our grandfather, Bert Price, lived with us in the same house that his children were born. A retired "railroader" at US Steel, he chewed Mailpouch tobacco, gardened, and read two newspapers every day from front to back. He watched only two television shows: Lawrence Welk and Studio Wrestling. As noted previously, he never had a driver's license but would sit on the front steps watching the cars - waving at them when they honked. No matter what the season in Pennsylvania, he wore the same clothes: long johns, coveralls, flannel shirt with suspenders, boots, work gloves and his railroad hat. When the thunderstorms rolled in, he rolled "out"- to the back porch. We sat on the porch glider, not saying much, just gliding, listening and watching.
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