What My Bootlegging Grandfather Taught Me

Quiet and unassuming, Grandpa Popeye (as we called him after the cartoon), would pull his 1985 Cadillac up to the pine trees and park.

He visited us once a week. He had big hearing aids and a quiet voice but he was always a source of calm in our home. He was at our home for Easter and Thanksgiving every year, sharing with my mom how to make golumpki (known now as stuffed cabbage), as his…

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PomeroySays

PomeroySays

New England born- now living in the Midwest. Blogger, author, influencer, history addict and genealogist in training