Gramps
I have special memories of Gramp too. He had an old truck that he drove to check the oil leases with and I got to go with him sometimes. This is when they lived out by Kevin, Mt. We'd talk and he would answer my million and one questions, but the best part was when he let me sit in his lap and DRIVE. WE made expiditions all over the world in that old truck, and saw all kinds of things and all of the animals I had ever seen in books from elephants to man eating tigers.
He also had to haul water in the water truck from town to home. Their water was stored in a cistern(spelling??) We would drive into town on the dusty gravel road and go to the water department and Gramp would go in and pay for the water and then they would fill up the tank on the back, OF course by then we were hot and tired from all that dust so we would go down to the bar and Gramp would have a beer and I would get a coke and beef jerky. My Gram would have a kiniption fit if she had ever found out that he took me to the bar, but they would have had to set me on fire and pull my finernails out before I would have snitched on Gramp. She hated drinking and was always telling anybody in the family that she saw havin a beer that she cound't understand how in the world they could drink that horse piss. Of course during one of these tyraids I had to ask my Gramp how did Gram know what horse piss tasted like and I remember I thought he was gonna die chocking and I knew Gram was gonna kill us both but didnt know why.
Gram definately had a temper on her and showed it often, mostly to Gramp, he caught hell for everything everbody did. I remember sitting at the table one time and everyone was talking about how they had met their husbands and wives. And someone asked Gramp how he had met Gram, so He said that he was out ridin his horse one day and there she was and he just roped her and knew she was the one. Well for some reason that mad Gram mad as a wet hen and she went off on Gramp and told Him he was a bald faced lyer and that no such thing had happened. I never did find out why that made her so mad or what the real story of their meeting was, but everythime Gramp told that story ( and he did so at every opportunity, just to get her goat) she got mad. I wish I knew the true story of their meeting.