My Grandpa's Story My Grandpa used to drive big rigs from Western New York out to Los Angeles during the depression. He often told us the story of how he once was driving through backwoods Nebraska. He had to pull over to relieve himself so he got out of his rig and stepped into a field. He kicked at a bush and out popped a snake. My Grandpa was afraid of snakes and tried kicking it in an attempt to kill it until the snake shouts ""Stop!"" My Grandpa being stunned that he's come across a talking…