Maybe Grandpa Sullivan had a reason to be cantankerous

I never really knew my grandfather, John Thomas Sullivan. He died in 1967 when I was two years old, but I was afraid of him anyway. Fearing a dead man may be irrational, but John Sullivan's reputation as a mean, opinionated man transcended life or death. It wasn't until five years...
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