Out of state, but I’m very proud to admit that my paternal grandfather got into a fistfight at Hardee’s (aka Carl’s Jr.) with one of his coffee and breakfast sandwich buddies, who was a retired cop, a little over ten years ago. They both were about 80 at the time, and I understand that whatever the subject they fought about, it was pretty stupid.

My uncles were pretty upset about Gramps getting 86d from Hardee’s for the day. We grandkids had no such hang-ups.