My Grandfather Andrew Dee Fulfer was quiet the caricature he loved to pick on
the grand-babies especially me only due to the fact that they helped raise me
when I was young. He'd always ask you to show him the mean in your eye--you'd
walk over pull your bottom eyelid down and he's go ssswwwwoooeee you got a lot
of mean in there. He'd ask you to show him your kitty (your belly button) when
you raised your shirt up he'd pinch your navel and say meow meow meow-- all the
grandkids would run up to him and pull their shirts up or pull their eyelid
down. When I was 4 yrs. old I had told a lie to him. He knew I Had lied he told
me I better tell the truth or I'd wake up and my nose would be red. Well when I
went to sleep he got Grandma's red fingernail polish and painted my nose. Well
when I woke up and went into the bathroom to wash my face and hands< I stepped
up on the stool and looked in the mirror and had a red nose. I went to the
table with my hand over my nose and grandpaw ask me how I was feeling? I told
him ok, he then ask me to take my hand off my nose I told I can't-- he ask why
not -- I started crying and said cuz I lied and my nose is red. He laughed so
hard at me and Grandma scolded him for paintin that Babies (Me Pamela Gail
Muntz Potter)nose. Then another time when I was asleep he came in and pinned
clothes pins all in my long hair, then went and got some pan lids and came in
my room and banged them together hollering get up. I jumped up all the pins
when crashing together in my face and I hollered Grandpa-- Grandma scolded him
again for aggravating me ( to tell the truth I loved it). He told me one time
he was out walking in the woods and a big thunderstorm came up on him and he
started run for cover. Well he spotted a cave up on the mountain so he ran and
got in it. Well he heard this noise and he turned around and there was some
bears sleeping-- well he said he hard another noise behind him and he turned
around --- there before him stood a great big ole black bear just a roaring--
he knew he had to get out of there before the other bears woke up--- I asked
him what did he do--- he said well he ran his hand down that bears throat
grabbed his tail and turned him inside out and got away. I said Grandpa and
rolled my eyes. Then he told me he went hunting one time and was walking down
this path when all of the sudden he heard this noise -- he looked down and it
was a great big rattle snake just a shaken his tail. he said to himself I
better do something or I am going to get bit. Well he saw a tree limb so he
jumped up and grabbed it just as the snake went to strike-- well the limb broke
causing him to fall and made his gun barrels split apart and they went off. and
as he fell his foot went into the lake. he said it was the best hunting trip
he'd ever been on. I asked how was that?? he said well when he stepped out of
the lake he had a boot full of fish-- when the limb broke it killed the snake--
and when the barrels of his gun split apart and went off he killed 2 ducks and
3 geese. So he had fish, snake , duck and geese to eat. Of course I rolled my
eyes again. My grandpa was a heavy snorer-- and would sometimes talk in his
sleep , or swing his arms and I would hear my grandma holler at him if you hit
me one more time I will knock you out of this bed. Well I would lay awake
hoping he would talk it was funny. He would softly snore and get louder and
you'd hear him mumble-- well one night I am listening to him rambling and all
the sudden he hollers jump-- well he jumped slap out of the bed skinned his arm
and back on the night stand. We laughed and teased him for months. Well then
some of the kids in the neighborhood were playing football in the front yard
and he was watching them. Well that night he goes to sleep starts dreaming he
is playing football-- halls off and kicks the wall breaks his toe. Grandma and
I moved the bed out away from the wall and moved it. well a couple of nights go
by and he dreams he is playing foot ball again and he kicked the window out-- I
nearly busted a gut trying to calm them both down. I loved my grandparents
dearly. They both dipped snuff-- one day I asked him if I could dip some he
told me why sure. Go get you a spit can so I did-- he stuck a wad between my
teeth and gums -- told me now suck real hard and swallow and it will get real
juicy. My mouth went to watering -- I asked can I spit yet he said no you ain't
swallowed enough-- so I swallowed again -- I started turning all shades of
green--- it made me sicker than a dog in more ways than one-- and he'd ask me
if I wanted to dip and I would say oh no way. He took me to town with them once
a month to go shopping and would always buy me a coconut and shoestring red
liquorish. I will tell you more about my relatives a little at a time. Your Cuz
Pam    
Stories of Andrew Dee Fulfer told by his granddaughter Pam Muntz Potter

My Grandfather Andrew Dee Fulfer was quiet the caricature he loved to pick on
the grand-babies especially me only due to the fact that they helped raise me
when I was young. He'd always ask you to show him the mean in your eye--you'd
walk over pull your bottom eyelid down and he's go ssswwwwoooeee you got a lot
of mean in there. He'd ask you to show him your kitty (your belly button) when
you raised your shirt up he'd pinch your navel and say meow meow meow-- all the
grandkids would run up to him and pull their shirts up or pull their eyelid
down. When I was 4 yrs. old I had told a lie to him. He knew I Had lied he told
me I better tell the truth or I'd wake up and my nose would be red. Well when I
went to sleep he got Grandma's red fingernail polish and painted my nose. Well
when I woke up and went into the bathroom to wash my face and hands< I stepped
up on the stool and looked in the mirror and had a red nose. I went to the
table with my hand over my nose and grandpaw ask me how I was feeling? I told
him ok, he then ask me to take my hand off my nose I told I can't-- he ask why
not -- I started crying and said cuz I lied and my nose is red. He laughed so
hard at me and Grandma scolded him for paintin that Babies (Me Pamela Gail
Muntz Potter)nose. Then another time when I was asleep he came in and pinned
clothes pins all in my long hair, then went and got some pan lids and came in
my room and banged them together hollering get up. I jumped up all the pins
when crashing together in my face and I hollered Grandpa-- Grandma scolded him
again for aggravating me ( to tell the truth I loved it). He told me one time
he was out walking in the woods and a big thunderstorm came up on him and he
started run for cover. Well he spotted a cave up on the mountain so he ran and
got in it. Well he heard this noise and he turned around and there was some
bears sleeping-- well he said he hard another noise behind him and he turned
around --- there before him stood a great big ole black bear just a roaring--
he knew he had to get out of there before the other bears woke up--- I asked
him what did he do--- he said well he ran his hand down that bears throat
grabbed his tail and turned him inside out and got away. I said Grandpa and
rolled my eyes. Then he told me he went hunting one time and was walking down
this path when all of the sudden he heard this noise -- he looked down and it
was a great big rattle snake just a shaken his tail. he said to himself I
better do something or I am going to get bit. Well he saw a tree limb so he
jumped up and grabbed it just as the snake went to strike-- well the limb broke
causing him to fall and made his gun barrels split apart and they went off. and
as he fell his foot went into the lake. he said it was the best hunting trip
he'd ever been on. I asked how was that?? he said well when he stepped out of
the lake he had a boot full of fish-- when the limb broke it killed the snake--
and when the barrels of his gun split apart and went off he killed 2 ducks and
3 geese. So he had fish, snake , duck and geese to eat. Of course I rolled my
eyes again. My grandpa was a heavy snorer-- and would sometimes talk in his
sleep , or swing his arms and I would hear my grandma holler at him if you hit
me one more time I will knock you out of this bed. Well I would lay awake
hoping he would talk it was funny. He would softly snore and get louder and
you'd hear him mumble-- well one night I am listening to him rambling and all
the sudden he hollers jump-- well he jumped slap out of the bed skinned his arm
and back on the night stand. We laughed and teased him for months. Well then
some of the kids in the neighborhood were playing football in the front yard
and he was watching them. Well that night he goes to sleep starts dreaming he
is playing football-- halls off and kicks the wall breaks his toe. Grandma and
I moved the bed out away from the wall and moved it. well a couple of nights go
by and he dreams he is playing foot ball again and he kicked the window out-- I
nearly busted a gut trying to calm them both down. I loved my grandparents
dearly. They both dipped snuff-- one day I asked him if I could dip some he
told me why sure. Go get you a spit can so I did-- he stuck a wad between my
teeth and gums -- told me now suck real hard and swallow and it will get real
juicy. My mouth went to watering -- I asked can I spit yet he said no you ain't
swallowed enough-- so I swallowed again -- I started turning all shades of
green--- it made me sicker than a dog in more ways than one-- and he'd ask me
if I wanted to dip and I would say oh no way. He took me to town with them once
a month to go shopping and would always buy me a coconut and shoestring red
liquorish. I will tell you more about my relatives a little at a time. Your Cuz
Pam    

 

Memories by grandaughter: Pam Potter