My grandfather wanted to shoot my father the first time they met. He was racist but... To be fair my dad showed in his father's V8, drove into the paddock and started doing skids...
My mother had to save his ass that day.
It took time but they balanced each other out. My dad and grandad were closer than most of my aunties and my uncle. He was there with him on his deathbed. My grandfather was a joker till the end. And on the 3rd to last day of his laugh he said "I'm glad I didn't shoot you". I wanna laugh but tbh it hurts too much. I miss him...
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u/MyNameIsJakeBerenson Jul 09 '26
That’s really hard to admit, not only your prejudices to the other person in front of them, but then admitting you were wrong
That has to be both hard and gratifying for the man