This week's #52 Ancestors prompt is Very Funny. There weren't any real storytellers in our family, but we were a small family with limited contact with other family members. I only had one uncle and one aunt, and my great-uncles and aunts all lived a distance away, and we rarely saw them. It is likely that out of all those family members, one of them was a comedian and funny storyteller. But I missed out on that.
One of the few funny stories I remember hearing was from my paternal grandmother. She told me my dad had made up this big story, and he told it to all his friends and teachers.
Seems he had a horse. And not just any horse -- but a horse he kept in the basement. He had to rush home after school to feed this horse. But he couldn't let anyone see the horse because he'd be forced to give it up if people knew he had a horse in his basement.
Of course, he didn't have a horse in his basement. He didn't have a horse that he kept anywhere. And I don't think he even had a basement.
My dad (George Robert "Bob" Martin. Perhaps feeding his horse??
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