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his book is about the memories that I have of growing up next to the beer joint. There were many men that made me laugh and there were a few that didn't. My Papaw, Marshall Millay, built the beer joint in 1942; he was curious to see what his old customers were up to... My Uncle, Stirman Millay, died at the Battle of Iwo Jima in 1945. He wanted to go see what the dumbbutts were up to. He pestered the other ghosts until they agreed to go with him.

Janice Millay Payne visits the graveyard and sits beside her dad's grave and prays for help. Her dad, mom, sister and grandparents are listening. They decide to answer her Prayers and visit the Beer Joint. Her grandfather, Marshall Millay, tells the others, "Our gal needs help and you know she won't stop hollering until we do." They let some of the customer's and employees know that they were there. There is some cussing; it is a bar set in 2018.