You’ve probably read about the recent death of Winfred Grissom, the “PAPEH!” man who hawked the Times-Standard downtown for so many years. Let me tell you MY Winfred story..
In the early ‘Nineties I was still living in Hawaii and had only started to think about moving back to Eureka. On one trip I found myself driving bayward on F Street near the Greek church when I saw a house with a FOR SALE sign. I slowed down to take a look and realized there was no one behind me so I stopped. After five minutes I realized further that no one was trying to get past me, in fact there had been no other traffic at all. I was impressed, coming from the congestion of Honolulu.
About five minutes later I was driving past the Courthouse when I heard a high screechy voice yelling “PAPEH”. I pulled over to see if there were any houses listed for sale and found I didn’t have any change. “No problem”, he said. I’ll run into you some time”. I had tears in my eyes driving back because in my eleven years in Hawaii, no one had ever trusted me for a quarter. Two days later I made an offer on my house. And I did pay back the quarter. I never knew his name until recently when I read about his being in Alder Bay. I THOUGHT I would go over and see him but I never did and I will always regret it.
Goodbye Papeh man. You will be remembered.