One of my favorite past times as a child was listening to Grandma's stories. Grandpa's Boy was one of them. During a flu epidemic many people passed away. One couple had several children. Neighbors took in the children except a small boy. Someone suggested he go down the road and ask if anyone needed a boy. Grandpa John was cutting wood when the little fellow got to his house and ask if he needed a boy. Grandpa quickly sized up the situation and told him ''I sure do need a boy. All I have are girls.'' They picked up some fire wood and went to tell Grandma. Grandpa's Boy stayed with him until his marriage at age twenty one.