Albertsons- By Wade.

The only things I knew about grandpa Roskelley was that he was old and grumpy, liked to play golf and every week or so would bring us an assortment of doughnuts and old fruit. He would walk in with a big cardboard box with some fruit and veggies and usually a box of old doughnuts. I never saw mom or dad ever eat any of the food and it would always sit on the one end of the table opposite from dads chair until the fruit finally turned. It was several years before Chad or Dyke finally told me that grandpa would hang out behind Albertsons supermarket and collect all the stuff they were throwing in the garbage; old fruit and veggies and the (way past day old) doughnuts. I remember being appalled at the thought of eating fruit from out of a garbage can and swore off eating any of it ever again... OK maybe not. We were poor and we never got doughnuts, like a closet alcoholic drinking toilet brew, I would wait for every one to be out of the kitchen and I would sneak one doughnut at a time so as to not be easily noticed. I would then eat the food in private. One day I was caught eating a dumpster doughnut long after it was common knowledge where they came from, my response "O' I thought mom had bought these ones." what a lie, I continued to eat the garbage fruit and dumpster doughnuts until grandpa was too old to climb in the dumpster anymore