Both my Grandfathers died before I was born.
Paternal grandfather was Joe Quinn, An Irish protestant from Cork. He married a Belfast catholic! Dad used to say, 'Don't talk to me about the Irish troubles. they were fought out in our kitchen every Saturday night!'
He died a very nasty death of throat cancer when Dad was about 16 years old. Dad's great fear was that he would go the same way.
Maternal Grandfather was Thomas Percy Gwilliam, Farm labourer, Morris Dancer, Musician, Woodworker, Maker of early radio sets.
He was killed by a drunken driver in 1937 just four months before I was born in an era when there were very few cars on the road.
I know that I inherited a lot of Grandad Gwilliam's characteristics, although not the dancing ability, much to Sheila's disgust. I have an old photograph of him which I found in Mum's collection after she died, he is sitting in his old fireside chair in earnest conversation with someone, leaning forward with his hands on his knees. When Sheila first saw it she said 'My God, I have seen you sit like that so often in the last 25 years. If you had a moustache that could be you!'
I can honestly say that, until I found it when I was scanning old photos onto the computer, I had never seen it before.

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