On one of our weekends with the kleibers Grandpa Kleiber was telling me about working at Fords and how he met Henry Ford Sr. for the first time. I loved his stories about working at Ford Motor co. There was one story that chill me down to my bones.

The biggest secret I ever kept till now. My Grandfather was a tool and die as he put it a skilled worker for Ford Motor Co. I still don’t know what a tool and die was but I know he must have made a lot of money doing it. Grandpa said Fords went into Germany before the war to build Automobiles cause it was cheap labor over there. Fords built auto plants there and Hired Jews to work in their plants, but they paid the Nazi’s the money. Grandpa why didn’t they pay the Jews they did the work? Grandpa said at that time Jews were being put to death, they could live if they worked for Fords. Grandpa than said when war broke out Fords left Germany, but left the factories they built and all the scrap iron there too. The Germans turn the factories into War factories instead. Why Grandpa didn’t they destroy the stuff instead of leaving it for the Nazi’s? Grandpa said it had something to do with a deal they had made with the Nazis to build there in the first place. Mom and Dad had come to take us home so we said our goodbyes and went home.

At home mom went to the backyard to weed and plant flowers. I went into the living room to ask Dad about what Grandpa had told me. After I told dad he grabbed my arm, dad your hurting me. Dad said Don’t ever repeat that in this house again. Your Grandfather should have never told you that. Your Mother will not understand we could lose everything this house, everything. You have to promise me that you will never say a word about this again. I promise Dad. I never said anything about it again. Years Later Dad die, and I was much older. I was watching the late news on channel 50 when they told the same story that Grandpa had told me. The story I promise never to say. I was so afraid Mom would fine out. One Morning I heard Mom let out one of her blood curling Screams. I ran to the kitchen and asked what’s wrong? Mom was reading the Paper, she pointed to were she wanted me to read. The paper had printed the whole dirty story on a back page. Mom always read page by page of the newspaper. Finally Mom said I just bet your Dad knew all about this! I would have made him quit or I would have divorce him right on the spot. I told Mom we will never know Dad is dead. Your right, but there is something I can do. Dad had stock in Fords and never cash it in. Mom had the stock now. Your right Mom sold the stock. I knew she would miss those dividends that she got from the stock, but this had to be done. I Think back on this now and I realize that is the reason I could tell my brother about the Holidays. The story of the Easter Basket, I knew a dirty secret just between me and my Dad.