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the children’s allowance. It would be easier for both of us to pay the rent and Power Company and food plus any extra’s we need. What do you think?”
    “You are sure you will not put Susan’s name on the account?”
    “Yes, I would not do that to you. It would be just for you and me.”
    “Let me think about it.”
    Jimmy decided it was better that way. He hated handing out money to his grandchildren that wasn’t doing any work around here anymore. He didn’t mind when they were helping, but not now. So he told JD it would be alright. The checking account was set up, only he never had control of the blank checks. JD decided that he should just give his dad an allowance, too. This whole situation was making Jimmy very nervous.
    Weeks later he told his dad that Susan was having a nervous breakdown and he needed to take her on a vacation until she calms down.
    Calms down? He had never seen Susan calm down. “So where are you planning on taking your wife to calm down?”
    “Not too far; maybe to Canada. That would be nice.”
    Oh yes, son, that would be very nice. A vacation on my money. “You are taking the kids to Canada. They would probably like that.”
    “No, I thought you could take care of them while we are gone. You don’t mind, do you?”
    “Why would you think of a thing like that?” he said with sarcasm. “I’ll go along with this on one condition; that you stop at several locations along the way and look for a job.”
    “Yes, that’s a good idea.”
    While they were gone, Jimmy thought it would be a time for quiet around here; big mistake. It was not just putting up with Jack and Jennie, but with them came a lot of their wild friends. They were in and out of this trailer. It didn’t matter that they were underage, the drugs and liquor were brought in and passed around. They became hard of hearing it seemed because they didn’t hear a word their grandfather was saying to them. When he threatened to call the cops, that, they heard and all left in a hurry. Motorcycles were revved up and sped away around the trailer park. When his grandchildren came home about five am they could hardly make it to their beds with so much dope in them. The next day was no different with the exception of Jack coming home on a motorcycle and parked it in the yard.
    “And I would like to know whose motorcycle is that?”
    “It’s mine for as long as I want it to be.”
    That meant one thing to Jimmy. He stole it. “You are going to give it back to the owner, do you hear me. And I would like to know where are you and your friends getting drugs and alcohol? What money do you all have to buy such as that?”
    “Don’t sweat it, Grandpa. Everything is cool.”
    Just then a police car pulled up in their yard. A heavy knock on the door sent Jack running out the back. Jimmy opened the door. “Yes, Officer, what’s the problem?”
    “That stolen motorcycle in your yard, that’s the problem. Who brought it here?”
    Jimmy was not going to lie to the police. “My grandson did. I questioned him about it, but I didn’t get thru to him.”
    “Where is he now?”
    “He ran out the back.”
    The police called for a back up and together they caught Jack and brought him to jail. Now what was he suppose to do? He was not going to bail him out. He broke the law and was going to take his punishment and hopefully learn a lesson.
    When JD and Susan finally came home and were told that Jack was in jail and had been there for three days, all hell broke loose.
    “How could you let your own grandson spend even one night in that horrible place?”
    “You commit the crime, you do the time.”
    “It’s just like you to be so uncaring.” Susan replied.
    “Okay, Susan, that’s enough! How can you say he is uncaring? Isn’t he here just to help us?”
    “You both better get more control over your kids. They are both doing drugs and getting more hooked on them all the time. They don’t listen to me. All they do is howler and