Grandma’s suspicious stories I could tell she was grinning when she first brought up my dad--and I was, too. “I remember a time when your dad and uncle were picking on their sister in the living room,” said my grandma, Vickie Hurlbut, as she twiddled her thumbs. “As soon as I heard them yell ...PLEASE LOG IN FOR PREMIUM CONTENT. Our website requires visitors to log in to view the best local news. Not yet a subscriber? Subscribe today!