it really sucks that history was written by the victors, I wanna hear about the drama going downnnnn. my grandma (grammy) has some hilarious family stories that I’ll never truly know the origin of, or the facts, but it’s Kieffer Lore so I love it. first of all, some random tidbits of her lore, she was born in her house and she knew a shoemaker named Shoemaker.

now for the juicy stuff, here’s herstory: back in Pittsburgh, when grammy was a teenager, her family had a feud with the neighbors. it was official—the Chermocks became the Kieffers’ #1 opp. they had the typical neighbor squabble here and there, but one day the Chermocks crossed the line. literally and metaphorically. in the middle of the night, ole Chermock crept over and moved the fence… a declaration of war.

this story has changed many, many times over the years, but the facts remain true: the Chermocks moved the fence in the middle of the night. oh, and plot twist—we’re related to the Chermocks??? yeah, turns out it was actually my grandma’s uncle (or maybe great-uncle) who moved the fence. family feud unlocked.