My grandfather was a man, when he talked about freedom, his attitude was really interesting. His view was that you had obligations or you had responsibilities, and when you fulfilled those obligations or responsibilities, that then gave you the liberty to do other things.
When my grandfather died, I was on tour, and I didn’t go to the funeral. I never got to say goodbye, and this is one of the problems of being in a rock band is that you’re away, and your loved ones die, and you can’t even see them.
I was born and grew up in Fitzgerald, way down in south Georgia. It was a mill town and my family ran the cotton mill. My grandfather was mayor many times and my family felt deeply rooted to that spot.
I’ve always been fascinated by books. When I was young, my grandfather used to hand out a book – which would be anything from a biography to a classic – to me every week and ask me to write a piece on what I thought about it. On the other hand, my mother used to love reading thrillers and bestsellers.
Studying my grandfather’s life and legacy has shown me what it takes to be a good public servant. Curiosity. Compassion for others. Humility. Determination to stand tall for your beliefs in the face of opposition. No one believed these things more than my grandfather.
My paternal grandfather worked in the mill all his life. My father worked in the mill almost his whole life. I worked in the mill while I was going to college in the summers. And then, for one stretch, I quit school and worked one year.
For me, Lord Mountbatten represented the grandfather I never had.
My grandfather had been a well-known judge in Berlin.
My grandfather has a big influence on me; without him, I wouldn’t be where I am now.
My grandfather was like a father figure to me.
My grandfather died before I started making films, but I definitely learnt this from him: believe in your own judgment and stick to your guns – 99% of the time, you’ll be glad you did.
My grandfather was extremely dark and from Puerto Rico, but his brother had blond hair and blue eyes. There are so many different shades, and I think Hollywood has yet to realize that.
My grandfather, Daddy Jeff, made me promise to him that even though I’m already an actress, I’d still finish school.
I don’t mind being a grandfather; I’ve been a mother for so many years. You just can’t believe what it’s like being a father. Especially when you come out of the chaos of the road to getting married and having children.
To be honest, I’ve never invested in the stock market. My grandmother used to warn us against the stock exchange. My grandfather had lost a lot money in the share market. We are a working class family.
My parents came from very humble families. My grandfather had a construction business coming from farmland, and my grandmother could never read or write. We were very spoiled. We had a nice house – and then, all of a sudden, we had nothing.
My mother was a product of World War II. My grandfather was on leave in Edinburgh when he met my grandmother.
My grandfather gave me my first guitar, an old acoustic with palm trees and dancing girls painted on it.
My grandfather, as I said, was industrious. He’d had a variety of jobs and decided sometime in the 1940s that he would never work for anyone. He was also a very independent man.
My grandfather was a French professor in Kolkata, though I never met him.
As I remember my grandfather and those Christmas mornings he gave for a little girl’s pleasure, I know that often a big life starts with doing small things.
2017 was probably one of the hardest years of my life. There were a lot of personal struggles. I lost some very important people. I had a best friend and then a grandfather pass away. Through it all, skating became an anchor. I used to think of it as a job. Now it was getting me through and giving me hope.
I come from a family of teasers myself. My grandfather was from Liverpool, and he had a dry sense of humor, and he would tease us terribly. My brother Beau was so skilled in his teasing that he could get a rise out of me by simply pointing at me.
Little by little, not without astonishment, I rediscovered the great names of the eighteenth and nineteenth centuries, who had been the master thinkers of my grandfather and other Mexican liberals. They did no offer me a doctrine or a catechism: they were and they are a source, an inspiration.
If you want to go way way back, then I’m Scottish. My great great grandfather was Scottish, James Gordon Harriott, and a white Scotsman too.
Without question, my grandfather’s example of public service throughout his life inspired Dad later to run for office himself. Wherever he went, whatever he did, Prescott Bush had plenty of admirers.
My father’s work is rather mysterious, not much said, and my grandfather’s is robust, bursting off the walls.
My grandfather was Orthodox, and he was religious, but neither of my parents were. Of course, as they got older, it seems like they get more religious the older they get, even though they’re still not practicing Jews.
I hail from a family of musicians for the last 18 generations. My grandfather was a classical singer; his father was a sitar player.
As a father and grandfather, I have witnessed firsthand the joy of new life entering the world. I know the pain and apprehension that goes along with premature births and birth defects.
Our grandfathers had to run, run, run. My generation’s out of breath. We ain’t running no more.
My grandfather was an excellent harmonium player, and after him, I, too, trained myself and can play a few musical instruments well.
When I lived summers at my grandparents’ farm, haying with my grandfather from 1938 to 1945, my dear grandmother Kate cooked abominably. For noon dinners, we might eat three days of fricasseed chicken from a setting hen that had boiled twelve hours.
My grandmother had a couple of strange books published by the Woolfs. I didn’t know her – she was dead by the time I was born. But I knew my grandfather. He was lovely.
I never talk much about my family, but my grandfather was friendly with these guys, with magicians and ventriloquists on the highest levels, and I was just… interested.
Khasla College came up 125 years ago. People gave their land and various states, including Nabha, Patiala, Jind and Kapurthala, made contributions for setting up the college. My grandfather and father remained its chancellor.
When I spent time with my father, it wasn’t playing ball in the back yard. I came to his office and listened to him do business or sat in on meetings. I walked job sites. On Saturday, we’d see my grandfather in Queens for a couple hours, and then he’d say, ‘Let’s go collect rent!’
I have memories of my grandfather Kirkman making mashed potatoes that were so good because they tasted like a bowl of butter. I love my mom’s brownies. My favorite thing about both of those recipes is that someone else made them for me.
My father and grandfather were businessmen. The family business was Adelphi Paints in New Jersey. When the first energy crisis came in the early 1970s, the business suffered.
I just think, at my stage of life, becoming a new grandfather, it’s about time I started to behave like a grandfather.
My grandfather didn’t have any patience for little kids or their needs.
I’m a grandfather now.
I read a lot, but in comparison to my family, it’s nothing. I keep telling them, ‘I’m the illiterate of the family.’ My grandfather used to read five books at a time.
If the Kennedys had been barred from entering America after fleeing Ireland during the famine, my grandfather never would have been president.
My dad recently reminded me that my grandfather’s cousin was Lefty Frizzell.
My real name is Alfonso. My grandfather and dad are also Alfonso, so I was the third. So my mom just gave me the nickname Trey because I was the third.
I spent my summers in Sonoma at my grandfather’s ranch, we called it Rancho Rodeo.
I have never understood why people identify with criminals: even if your father and grandfather were criminal, you have to find a way to be free.
My mother and my great-aunt told me stories, like how when my grandfather first met my grandmother at a party, he noticed her long legs and was like, ‘Woo woo!’ I like to incorporate those stories into my music. They just seem to fit.
My grandfather was very into horse racing, and I found some of his old journals and got into it from there. It has a lot of parallels to skiing. It’s a fun lifestyle, being around the racetrack.
Once the war started, my grandfather went to England, where he was under house arrest on the Isle of Man, and then to Ireland, but not to Germany. In no way did he, or my grandmother for that matter, ever support either the war or the Holocaust.
My grandfather was a faith healer and medium, and he always encouraged faith in the unseen. I believe in fortune tellers.
That is one of the first things my family, my mother and my grandfather, had taught me about acting: ‘Use your eyes!’ Not being able to do that physical aspect of it, and having to put it all into your voice? That was a little bit of a challenge.
My grandfather was the champion of the world in boxing in 1921 in the bantamweight and flyweight divisions, and I’ve just been involved in the fighting world my entire life.
