Posted 11 May 2014
After Grandpa Beach had passed, they were preparing the body for burial. His cart ended up rolling down the hall, and those who were working with him had to chase him down. Imagine the scene!
Also posted 11 May 2014
I remember that Grandpa used to have a little plot of land when he lived in Honeyville. And when I was in high school, he had a chicken that we called Cluckzilla. This thing was just a mean old chicken. One time, Cluckzilla was being mean, and Grandpa kicked it. I don't know how far it went, but needless to say, it respected him a lot more after that.