dogzilla30 (dogzilla30) wrote,

I Couldn't Make This Up...

For as long as my husband has known his grandmother (the one with dementia) she has never had a driver's license and stayed home to raise her three kids and help with the grandkids.  She did have a temporary driving permit once but she let it lapse.  

While we were on our way to dinner my husband was teasing about how with the recession our family would have to put Grandma to work.  This started a conversation about whether or not she'd ever worked.  She mentioned Kilgore's and another place where she used to make caskets.  It was after she offered up the information that she remembered using straw that it was realized she had made baskets and not caskets.  

This then made my husband ask what she did at Kilgore's.
"Yeah.  I built flame throwers."
"Flame throwers?!"
"Uh huh.  They were for the war.  One time the building caught on fire while we were making them."

And so on and so forth...  Grandpa confirmed what she said was true.  He said she had a job after that but any job would probably pale in comparison.  

I didn't get to hear any of the conversation because I was talking to my mother-in-law in the back of the minivan.  It's a good thing I didn't - having my husband retell it to me had me alternating amongst snorting, crying and not being able to breathe because I was laughing so hard.


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