I didn’t get to know my grandparents because I was born after they were gone. But feel I know my grandfather from the stories I heard. Grandpa was a engineer on the railroad during the Depression trying to support 10 kids! It was tough with limited hours he worked. He didn’t eat with the family through. He waited until the kids had their fill and then ate their scraps and made “gravy bread” to fill his stomach. When in town (Lima), he would walk to Mass every morning. Once, with only a $1 in his pocket, he knew it was too little to be of much use to feed his kids that day, so he tossed it in the collection box to help someone else. Walking home from church, lo and behold, he discovered a $10 bill got stuck to his shoe from out of nowhere! God repaid his generosity and then some!

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