Toss-up:
I would go back to when the three Lokey brothers stepped off the boats at Ellis Island sometime in the mid-19th century and find out what our family name is and from where in the world we originate. It is a question that has always plagued me.
I would go back to World War II when my maternal grandfather, a member of the Air Corps and quite the ladies' man got caught one night making out with a girl in the rumbleseat of his buddy's old jalopy. Unfortunately, the emergency brake gave out and the jalopy rolled down an embankment throwing the young lady clear but breaking his leg.
In the Army hospital where he was taken, his leg was set by the lovely young Army head nurse who would become my grandmother.
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