Teaching Jimmy
I had gone over to spend the day with my grandfather and grandmother. They live only a short distance away and I could ride my bike there. Their house was totally different than mine. It was clean. Grandmother was a great cook and there seemed to be such a calm, quiet atmosphere at their home. I never heard a real fight there, unlike at my house where my mother and father seemed to be screaming at each other all the time. When my Grandparents disagreed on something, they would talk...