“Where’s your tape recorder? I talk pretty fast for a fossil, you know. You might get writer’s cramp taking notes.” The boy held up his smartphone. “It’s called an audio recording app, Grampa. The quality’s better and you can talk all day without stopping to change tapes.” “I hope you’re not expecting me to talk all day. Just because a man’s retired don’t mean he piddles away his time snoring in this here recliner and telling whoppers around the pickle barrel downtown. That don’t put a new roof on the back porch.” Randy Jr. smiled. He loved his Grampa Boyd,
