These days my mind goes to Grandpa Byrne. He was my best buddy when I was kid. I ADORED him, He could do no wrong in my book. I remember coming home on the school bus and seeing Orin Huttons Cadillac in the driveway. That meant dummy and candy to me! They always let me play with them. I remember Orins shaky hands and the smell of the big fat cigar he always smoked. Simpler days and simple pleasures. Arent you related to Orin Teri Colton and Donna Rae Jon Reuter?
Posted on: Tue, 30 Sep 2014 21:03:36 +0000