Currently wrangling stories of illegal booze runners and speakeasy owners.
writing, editing, jump starting cars
So many things...
If you're on a roll, keep going, keep going!
My Grandpa Podolan who emigrated from Czechoslovakia when he was just a boy. He set foot on Ellis Island with only the clothes on his back, a stale loaf of bread and a hunk of cheese. He went on to become a tool and die maker in Flint, Michigan. Married my grandma, bought a farm, raised three great kids (my dad being one of them), and spent his free time painting, teaching kids and singing in a Czech choir. He was an amazing man who lived the American dream.
I can rhyme on the spot.
Rhymer on the spot
"The Maple Leaf Rag" on the piano.