Those of you that read this regular series know that I am from Hackett, Arkansas, just a mile of so from the Oklahoma border, and just about 10 miles south of the Arkansas River. It was a redneck sort of place, and just zoom onto my previous posts to understand a bit about it.
This is another installment about my grandfather, and he was quite the interesting guy. I am trying to get some pictures of him, all in the custody of my former spouse, but I am sure that she will send them when she gets time. We have no animosity, but she is just short on time. He looked like Mr. Spock, after the surgery for the skin cancer on his ears.
But this is a very different piece. I advise that you with young ones to read this piece first, because it is rather explicit. But it is all factual.