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Imagine you are a curly-haired, tow-headed, 3-year-old child, sitting in your granddaddy’s lap. Your blue eyes are looking star-struck up at his weathered and wrinkled face. His scent is familiar and comforting. And at your beckoning, “Granddaddy, tell me a story,” he begins to regale in tales of yesterday when he was a kid and things were very different. The locations are somewhat familiar, the names are ones you’ve heard and the way he tells the stories are mesmerizing.