I remember my Grandfather chewing tobacco and spitting into a tobacco can. When he visited us in his later years he would get confused and wander off down the road in search of Picture Butte. But he was a kindly man and very mild spoken. His ice cream making on the farm was a wonderful treat for all his Grandchildren.
I remember my Grandfather chewing tobacco and spitting into a tobacco can. When he visited us in his later years he would get confused and wander off down the road in search of Picture Butte. But he was a kindly man and very mild spoken. His ice cream making on the farm was a wonderful treat for all his Grandchildren.