My grandfather doesn't talk very much, but when he does, he always has something interesting to say. We (me, mom and grandma) were talking about a friend of my grandmother's whose grandchild was having discipline problems. My grandfather chimes in (unusual) and said,"You never know about kids. Why, about 25 years ago, I was working in the shop with this gal and her husband was a welder. Every time we had a welding problem, we'd call Ronnie and he'd come over and fix it. He got sick and was gone about 6 weeks later, leaving Donna with three boys that were 12, 14 and 16. Well, the boys started staying out all night getting into trouble and Donna didn't know what to do. She said to me,'Will you go have a talk with the boys?' I didn't know what I was going to say, but I went. I sat them down and said,' Now there's things that need to be done in the house and you boys need to divide up the tasks and rotate them to keep the house running."
He gave them some lists and then went on his way.
As he 's telling the story, he starts to tear up and says,"The other day, I was in Value Home Center (one of his favorite hang outs) and this man comes up to me and says,'Mr. S., you are the one who talked to my brothers and I and I just wanted to thank you and let you know it all worked out!"
Very cool. A man of few words, said the right thing at the right time and three boys got through the death of their father and adolescence a lot easier.