The Death of Grampa tom brought the truck into the field and pulled up next to the car. The family got down stiffly from the truck. Ma got to work quickly. She untied the bucket from the back of the truck. "Now you go and get water," she said to the children. "Down there. And if you see any wood for a fire, bring that as well.' The children walked away. "You're from Kansas,' said Al, looking other car. "I knew at the you weren't Oklahoma folks. You talk different.' "Everybody says words different," said Sairy. "But we're all the same folks. Our name's Wilson Without warning, Grampa suddenly began to cry. Ma rushed over and put her arms round him.