The Life and Times of My Grandparents

I was working at home in what, you know, what it was essentially it became my daughter's room. Right before I moved in, it's like that Simpsons where, where Marge walks out of the kitchen and it's clean and the door swings back and it's already upside down. Yeah, it was the worst. Okay. Well, could our, did our grandparents, my, you know,. I have a pretty blue collar background. My mom was a real estate agent. She certainly had to get in her car and drive people around. Her grandfather worked for the, uh, uh, Cincinnati gas and electric. He drove her on a truck, shutting off electricity. His grandmother