The Bootlegging, Womanizing, Truck-Driving Man I Called Grandpa
He might not have been a good man, but he’s a great story.

I saw his big rig approaching from a distance, driving up the white caliche road in a cloud of white dust to the double wide trailer where he and grandma lived. He parked alongside the fence separating the yard from the dirt driveway and paused, eyeing his…