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On our first trip to Georgia, I guess my grandson Brandon was 13 years old, when we were spending the night in this sleezy motel. (I was never much for wasting money on a place to sleep) It must have been midnight or so when Brandon woke me up. “Grandpa, Grandpa, call 911!”. I asked Brandon what was wrong. “He is killing her! He is killing her”, Brandon replied! From the next room, we could her a woman screaming, “Oh my God, Oh my God” “Oh Oh Oh my God”. I assured Brandon that it was OK, not to worried. I had a little bit of trouble sleeping as I kept wondering how I was going to explain this to my oldest very religious Seventh Day Adventist daughter, Wendy, Brandon’s mother!

We just added Levent Isik to our gallery. Check out his fun paintings that are enroute!

Roff Graves Watch for ties to my website for a video which I expect to start producing soon. It will feature different artists, carvers, etc such as Bruce Azevedo. He will tell stories about his life in San Quentin and will be untold stories about Richard Allen Davis, the Murderer of Polly Klass—also Richard Ramirez, The Night S…talker. His personal experiences in 12 different california prisons

Roff Graves So, it was about 15 years ago when I talked my daughter and son-in-law to letting me take my 13 year old Seventh Day Adventist grandson to Atlanta with me for Folk Fest. I thought he would enjoy learning about some of the better things in life. And he thoroughly did! The wonderful women at Hooters in Amarillo loved him and pampered him, spoiling him for life!