My father had so many stories. He said that after a big snowstorm, he wouldn't drive. Instead he'd SKI down Gorge Road to River Road to go to work in Edgewater. My Aunt said he's so full of it. But my Godfather said that he believes my father really did it ONCE. Ha ha.
My dad was similar. He was born and raised in Brooklyn but when he spoke of my mother's family (she was born in Kingston, NY - upstate - but moved to Brooklyn when she was about seven years old) he used to say that her family was chased down the Hudson River by Indians when it froze over.
The stuff they come up with is so silly. Dad had stories lined up to tell us. But my Grandpa never told stories. The one and only comment he would always make was, You can't win with the women around. And you know what? That I could believe
My Aunt said he's so full of it. But my Godfather said that he believes my father really did it ONCE. Ha ha. 
