Dad and Grandpa went together to chop down the Christmas tree every year.
I call my dad's father Grandpa, but I call my mom's father Grandad.
Grandpa Pulock had red hair!
Grandpa, my mother's father, originally built this place in the nineteen-thirties and wired it for electricity years later.
Lydia glanced up and down and then took Fitzgerald's face in her hands and kissed him full on the mouth—no glad-to-see-you-grandpa embrace.
The way I heard it, Grandma & Grandpa Barret were rolling in money and Dad wasn't up to their standards... financially.
I never met Grandma and Grandpa Barret.