grandfather

I stopped by the grandparents house this morning on my way into my office. I drank a cup of coffee while chatting with my grandfather. He mentioned Fort Eustis, where he was stationed during the Korean War for most of his two years and how he ended up there teaching in the Transportation School there. At one point he mentioned his race car and ran off to get photographs. He came back with a book of photographs from around 1955, a few of which were of a car he had raced in NASCAR at the time. He had stories to tell about that as well.

Huh.

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  1. loftmom

    I have a very distinct memory of Dad selling a beautiful classic two-tone car–a Chevy, I believe. As I child, I was aware of a sense of sadness in him that he was letting go of something important.

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