Foolish Kids...

So over thanksgiving I got some insight on my grandparents from my oldest aunt. My Grandpa made and ran shine in northeast GA. My aunt told me story about how when my Grandmother was giving birth to one of my aunts, she was told to go get him from the holler where he had his still. She called for him numerous times and he never came. Finally a good while later (after dark) he came home drunk and told a my grandmother (whom at the time is giving birth) He didn't have time for those foolish kids. God rest his soul I am sure he was a interesting man.