He came up to me at Judge Fostel's funeral, and he might be the only person in this world that makes me stand "at attention" with the exception of my father. He asked me, "Did your grandfather have a shop in Chico?" I told him I knew that "he had one in Decatur and Paradise and obviously one in Bridgeport but I'm not sure about Chico." He smiled and said, "Yes he did, son. I bought a package of tobacco for a nickle from him."