Frame: Roy Rogers

A story about my grandfather, who grew up in Malden, as told by my Aunt Judy, after she visited a war memorial:

“Your grandfather and his friend were sitting around drinking one night, and they said ‘Let’s go fight the Japanese!’ so they signed up. But then your grandfather was shipped to California- he never even left the country. Once I asked him, what did you do in the war? And he said ‘I played cards! I played cards with Roy Rogers!'”

And…scene.