Do I Need a Living Trust? My Granddad's Story The phone on the kitchen pass-thru rang. Granddad was in the hospital, had taken a turn, and this was the call we hoped didn't come in. It was quickly decided how many cars to drive to the hospital and as it turned out I drove myself there. Hindsight being what it is, I should have ridden with someone because I may have fractured a speeding law while simultaneously setting a new land speed record in driving my Dodge Charger to the hospital in an emotional and horsepower fueled semi-panic. Probably not the safest, but I was 18 years old and loved my granddad very much. He never came home...
