sketch by Sherryl Guthrie Miller "Grandpa loved good whisky, and when Monette (Arkansas) went dry, he would order it by mail. When he got the notice that there was apackage in at the post office at Cardwell, MO., we would go get it. We loved to go on that trip. Joe would derive the car. At one time he had a Vellie and once a Maxwell. Joe was so little, and the roads ran right angle turns around the farms. Joe could hardly turn the steering wheel and I had to help him. We had cheese and crackers, oh what fun!" ...
"Once we were about to go on this very trip when Leonard Braden, the Sheriff, came by. He and Grandpa Tuck talked and talked until in my impatience to get on the way I said not too diplomatically... "We were about to start for Cardwell before you came up." And my how they laughed. He, no doubt, had many a drink of that whiskey himself."
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