Grandma Dipped Snuff

Does your Grandmother dip snuff in secret? Has the Grand Wizard of the Ku Klux Klan ever run your long johns up the flagpole? Has your mother ever starved the family to death while waiting for moochy relatives to leave at suppertime? Have you suspected that your family cat had a desire to eat you? Has a high school custodian ever held a 12-gage shotgun on you? Does your Grampa have a secret cache of whisky in the barn?</p><p>If you can answer “Yes” to any of these questions and maybe even if you can’t <i>Grandma Dipped Snuff</i> is a must-read book for you. Taken from a weekly column in a small-town newspaper these essays are as current as today but reflect the sense of a time gone by.</p>