Grandparents You wouldn't be here without them For those who don't know what I'm talking…
My Grandpa (exerpt)
My Grandpa (exerpt)by Kevin Ibarra
my grandpa was a hunter and passed away
a year ago. he blended like a deer and
he broke the antlers. then he stuck the
head and carved the date beside the mount.
he made a pick ax with
the horns…
…next put the 25th deer head on the barn.