Here's Grandpa Doan at his happy hour spot in the driveway opening a can of Natural Light with his car key. He lives in Olney, Illinois; home of the albino squirrels. Also home to my cousins Jesse, Jessy, Jessi and Jeremy. While my grandmother was still alive, Gramp taught me how to break on the CB radio and gave me the handle Yum Yum. He still makes his own wine with frozen Welches grape juice in a can. I don't drink it, but I like seeing the glass jugs lined up with balloons swelled up around the lips, almost ready. If we go out at night after a few, he says "keep it between the ditches," and we try.