Smith, Mr. John Smith

It’s always been this great, big, long road.  Something, or someway or another, who we were and who we are now is some long narrative.
It’s a long story.  Maybe kids are supposed to ask their grandparents this.  Why are you the way you are, Papa?  Let me tell you, it all began about the turn of the century ago when I was just a wee little lad, and I was on my way to the candy shop with a pocket full of pennies when…
I like how in this story, the grandfather seems like he’s five, but he’s casually strolling down what is assumed some sidewalk and his coins are jingle-jangling on the way.  I’ve never seen a five year old casually stroll, but these were the days back then I guess.