Two of the most vivid memories I have of my grandfather, Ennis Hammons have to do with very different items:

First, I can still smell his old Plymouth, impossible to describe, but yet impossible to forget.

Second, seeing his false teeth in the glass container in the small bathroom that separated the two bedrooms at the farm! I can remember asking my mother about it, but she just smiled and said "shhhhhh."

John Shackles