Columns & Opinion
July 4, 2025
Grandpa’s Cigars
It was about 1954, near Christmas, and my Grandma and Grandpa Willis from Oklahoma were visiting us in California. Grandpa Willis wasn’t my real Grandpa. He had married my Grandma after she divorced my real Grandpa, who was a scoundrel. Grandpa Willis was a wonderful, loving man, even if he had his own quirks. All us grandkids loved him.