I have been thinking of some very old matters. My grandfather was a very intelligent man, he knew the secret of alcohol. He had not gone to many schools, it was that time of the world when the schooling and education was not so readily available as these are today. During the prohibition he smuggled alcohol from Estonia to Finland. People wanted to consume this and they, smugglers, knew it. When my father was a little child and the bankers came to visit, my grandfather just told my father to get a bottle of alcohol for these bankers. My grandfather knew the secret of alcohol, do not drink a drop of alcohol but serve it to others. On his 50th birthday he had the great number of friends celebrating his birthday as I can see it in some old photos. The name of the real father of my grandfather is not known although some rumors have been in the past. That is the secret of alcohol.
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I think it was heart warming by recalling those good old memory of your grandfather and the name of your great-grandfather.
I had a grandfather who was a drug dealer. He was a pharmacist. Unfortunately Alzheimer’s began to mess with his mind not too long after I was born so he didn’t discuss many things with us but I remember when I was very young he had a great sense of humor.
All of my grandparents were deceased when I was born, and I don’t know much about any of them.
I would have bought a bar a long time ago if I wasn’t an alcoholic, for the profit margin is huge.