“If a turkey could smell, Son, you would never see one.”
My grandfather had a lot to say sometimes.
He was a man who lived through the Great Depression, made the landings on Saipan and Okinawa, survived a broken back right before Korea (which meant, more importantly, he survived naval medicine back then), and came home to help build most of Atlanta.
He loved hi...
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