Need some awesome in your life? Here's some. :D

[kippurbird]

And just when I thought my grandfather couldn't get more awesome... he does.

My mom told me a story about him yesterday in the car while we were driving to dinner.

One time he got called as a medical witness in a trial about a guy who'd gotten injured or something. My mom doesn't remember what. The lawyer was questioning my grandfather.

Guv: I knew he was hurt because the spot on his arm was tender.
Lawyer: What does it mean that it was tender
Guv: When I touched it, it hurt the man
Lawyer: What does it mean to hurt?
Guv: It caused him pain.
Lawyer: What does it mean to feel pain?
Guv: *he reaches over and pinches the man on the arm*
Lawyer:*shrieks in pain*
Guv: It felt like that.

Is that not awesome? I mean, is it not beyond awesome?

Do you know how awesome my grandfather was? He used Old Spice and could give the Old Spice guy a run for his money in awesome things he did.

He stole a cup from the White House. Yes. He did. That's what my grandfather did. He was invited to the White House for breakfast and he stole a punch glass.

He met the Pope. Yes, that's right, you heard me, my grandfather met the Pope. And my Bubbie? She bought rosaries for the Pope to bless and gave them to her Catholic friends because she's just that awesome.

When he was in medical school? My Guv? He stole a liver out of the cadaver lab. Why? Because he wanted to play football. That's right, he stole a liver to play football with. And not only that he didn't get kicked out of school for it.

Yeah.

And my cat?

He ate my peanut butter sandwich for dinner.

Comments

[brightrosefox.livejournal.com]

The whole sandwich?


(http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ArsonMurderAndJaywalking)

[kippurbird.livejournal.com]

Just half. That's how I knew he ate it. XD

(does not click)

[brightrosefox.livejournal.com]

That will be one sticky sweet cat mouth.


(I would dare you, but I know you. You're like me.)

[kippurbird.livejournal.com]

I was wondering why he wasn't crying for dinner...


(I'm supposed to be working...)

[fritters.livejournal.com]

[emily-goddess.livejournal.com]

This is the best thing I've seen all week.

[kippurbird.livejournal.com]

^_^

I'm glad. Thinking about my grandfather always improves my mood.

[dergerm.livejournal.com]

Hahaha, your grandpa was awesome.

[kippurbird.livejournal.com]

He was. I wish you could have met him.

So! Friday? Dinner? We can go somewhere, lie, say it's our birthday (close enough) and enjoy the fruits of our labors.

[kjtaylor.livejournal.com]

My gods your family is badass.

Er, well, my great-grandma was still living in her own home at the age of 100, drinking brandy. That's pretty badass.

One day I'd like to be an old lady like that. Considering that my hair is getting greyer by the day and I'm already taking three kinds of medication, my body seems to be keen for it too.

[kippurbird.livejournal.com]

Awesome.

My dad's father managed to support his family by inventing things in his garage. He created a gizmo that was/is used in garage door openers.

My mom's uncle just recently died after hitting 100. >.>

Still, your great grandma sounds badass too.

Longevity might be in the genes.

[chocolatemithra.livejournal.com]

Thanks, needed that.

On the subject of Jewish grandparents: My friend's booba fled Britain with her family in the late 30s, lived in Israel throughout the 50s and 60s, and then moved to Los Angeles (after a stint in Canada) and worked at Paramount for decades, now working as an extra in various movies. Needless to say the woman has some stories.

[jessaj.livejournal.com]

Oh yeah? Well, my great grandma had a stroke at 94, that day she left the hospital, walked home, which was on the side of a mountain and was found working in her garden, she never went back and died at 100+.
Course, the ladies in my family have a tendency to live to 100+, so it's pretty genetic.
The men died in the 50s and up, but they were all coal miners.
My moms parents died young, in their 30s-40s, but they were military intelligence and how they died is classified.

[kippurbird.livejournal.com]

That's pretty cool too.

Can't you request, through the freedom of information act, how they died?

[jessaj.livejournal.com]

Well, what they died of is known... but how they got it? that is still classified, as mom was told when she tried to find out, 'it's not genetic, you can't get it, don't worry about.'

[hekateras.livejournal.com]

Awesome grandpa. :D And my disdain for lawyers has just increased tenfold.

My grandpa was totally awesome, too. A doctorate in physics, and a whole range of hobbies of everything you could imagine, from painting to skiing to fishing to hunting to astronomy to general tinkering.... Plus some knowledge in a whole bunch of foreign languages, and very easy-going with a great sense of humour and a "live and let live" attitude on top of it all.