The Grampy Tales and Stories
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Brief Autobiography of the Author
A few years back I thought I was past my “best before” date and I needed the spiritual support my grandfather had always given me. My memories of him and his tales form the basis of these stories. Montreal (and Weir in the summers) was my home for about two decades. The stories ended when my grandfather died on August 3, 1960. I was twelve.
Over the years I was able to record two vinyl LPs and two CDs (all my own work) and one LP with other musicians and writers. I earned a bachelor’s degree in education (secondary) and taught for twenty-two years, became an emergency medical responder for six years, a volunteer firefighter for fifteen, and a town councilor for two years. (I’d mention here that volunteers make up approximately 80% of firefighting personnel in North America.)
Most of us have someone in the family who’s a little different, and John “Jack” Niven Walsh (1884-1960) was it for ours. He and I were a great fit in terms of personalities, and I’m sure my life would have worked out quite differently were it not for him.
I don’t know what the future holds for any of us, but I do know that I will carry Grampy with me for the rest of my life. His character is woven into the fabric of the stories, and I must admit some of mine shows through, too.
TB Murdoch (1947- )