As a young boy, my Grandad, Oscar Henderson, would entertain me by telling me stories. There was no such thing as TV back then and the only other source of entertainment was radio. I went to live with my Grandparents when I was about one year old, shortly after a car accident which killed my Dad. My Grandad always wanted to have his stories published, but after numerous submissions and an equal number of rejections, he was never published. This book...