What work did your grandfather do, user?

House painter and customs officer
The other one was a judge

I'm a NEET

shop-steward and sat around doing nothing all day since he was in cahoots with the mob.

Is that why you’re in Australia now?

Delivers fuel oil to homes back before natural gas was put in.

>Don't even know what my grandparents were called
Well, you grandfather was called "the john" judging my your flag and your grandmother "the hooker."

Foreman for a rail and truck shipping company.

My grandfather was a welder on the Manhattan Project at Los Alamos. After the war, he worked on nuclear power plants and gas pipelines.

>maternal grandfather - painted cars & did finish carpentry
>paternal grandfather - banker, business owner, & real estate agent (no he wasnt jewish)

a humble merchant

Electrician, MP, Tank Mechanic, Helicopter Mechanic and computer technition

He was an italian butcher that ran his own corner store with his brother

Maternal Grandfather: Longshoreman
Paternal: Owned a salvage yard and worked niggers ragged every day

Ww2 soldier and later fisherman. Hard drinker and hard bastard.

Thats why theyre ALL in australia now

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Served in the navy in WW2. Was present at the Japanese surrender. Then worked in intelligence developing anti-missile technology somewhere near Portland during the Cold War.

Slaughtered Japs at Sugar Loaf Hill. Used flame throwers and machine guns. Also was a mailman

my Grandfather was a combat pilot and Kampfhundexpert

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>Paternal grandfather
Worked as a foreman at a sugar company, he later joined the army (WWII & Korea) Came back and became a carpenter.
>Maternal grandfather
Was carpenter, joined the army (WWII & Korea) once he came back he became a firefighter and achieve the rank of fire chief of our district, he also did some carpentry work on the weekends.

Never had to worry about the burden of intelligence I see

Draftsman for airplanes and tools

He was a soldier. Special Forces and Ranger at different points in his career. Retired as an E8

Orange orchard kid, Korean war, Los Angeles chief of Police.

Research/engineering for Natural gas company.
Don’t know anything about my other one other than he fought in WW2 and died in the 1980s

Train rider from one side, carabiniere from the other one

is being an alcoholic a profession down under ?

Served during Korea and was a truck driver. My other grandfather owned a dry cleaning business, but sold it and turned to whores.

Postal services administrator from my fathers side. On my mothers side a member of the clergy.

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>nobody in this thread has a grandfather who would be proud of them

Great grandfather owned a hardware/general store but lost it during the depression. Took it very, very hard and never spoke about it. Later got a job as a baker in Newark, NJ, worked for a grocery store, and was a union steward until he retired in 70's. Died at 101 despite being a notorious smoker and regular drinker.

I used to hangout with him while he smoked his cigarettes on the porch and told me how bad NJ went to shit. Miss that man so much.

mine is

He flew in a B-17 and took the pins out of the bombs on the plank before they fell and hit poor Germans. Used to tell me about flying around with all kinds of bullet holes in his plane and shit like that. He was a good lad.

my grandad was a blacksmith or metal worker, and he died happy knowing i graduated as a electromecanic engineer and studing a grade in metalurgy

>granddad
metalroofer
>dad
metalroofer
>me
same

fought in ww2, worked for gm before and after
taught me how to build lego shit so that it wouldnt fall apart. sparked my interest in horticulture. good dude

Sure he is son.

My dad isnt but I dont like him very much so its all good

Symphony musician. Played cello.

My other one was the first vice officer in the city of Chicago. All the niggers knew not to fuck with him. Also Pap would call them darkies. I come from good stock.

Mason and farmer

Winemaker and welder

Good, I don`t live my life to please my elders. I live it for myself.

Mother's side grew up in Brixton saw the Crystal Palace burn and had his first job in a car showroom on Piccadilly (once sold a car to Fred Astaire who gave him a £300 tip, a lot of money for 1938) was a radio operator in North Africa in WW2 and then worked in the civil service and narrowly avoided being blown up by the IRA.

Fathers side served in France, and then worked in insurance. Abandoned my dad and his sister when my dad was 15, started a new life with a younger woman, had three more children and somehow manged to juggle being major of a seaside town with his other job as a full blown high functioning alcoholic.

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Best I can tell, one was a smuggler/seller of stolen goods, along with a bunch of wop buddies in Staten Island. I have no idea how a Polack fell into that.

Wehrmacht, infantry, got as far as Stalingrad, got wounded before the encirclement.
Then fled communism and worked down a mine.

on my fathers side... he was a salesman.

One was a plumber post RAF and the other an electrician post tank commander in WW2.

He helped Nogs find work through job corps, then became a public school teacher. He was also a raging drunk and a literal bastard. His father was an unknown sailor.

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Both my grandfathers were engineers.

One was an airplane mechanic, served in the Army Air Corp during Korea and Air Force when it was created, then moved on to commercial planes.
The other was bootlegger and pawnshop owner.
Once, when it was time to elect the new Sheriff, he drove down to the black part of town, loaded up his pick-up truck with niggers, gave them each a jar of moonshine, and told them who to vote for.

So many of them worked blue collar jobs. Don't see many financiers listed in the bunch.

If he worked in intelligence then you and your dad/mom must be smart cookies as well

Paternal= miner and then factory worker until he went permanently blind
Maternal= refused to claim my mother as his own, went to school and became an engineer. Never seen any of that money. Mother raised by another man.

Both were pilots in WWII and professors afterward. They also both had multiple children by the time they were 30.

blue collar grandpas are best grandpas. They have a lot of knowledge and life lessons to teach

one was an engineer, the other was a military officer

One was an Olympic champion, company founder, and an asshole.

The other was a simple business man

On fathers line:
1.Railroad engineer
2.Commander of railroad construction brigade in Red Army during ww2 (blew up rails when germans advanced and rebuilt them when Soviets counter attack)
3. Professor in university

On mothers line
1. Singer in opera (he had high education in Prague university in law, but refused to work in soviet legal system, when he moved to USSR)

I come from an endless line of farmers until my dad broke the chain by joining the military

Directed Artillery Fire onto Germans, then came home and Designed Transmissions for Caterpillar Tractors

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They all had tools and knew how to use them, saved coffee cans for all sorts of purposes, spoke their minds, etc. God...would they even recognize us?

Mine died in auschwitz.
He fell off a guard tower.

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watchmaker and career rn officer

Grave digger.... And at night grave robber. Hard times in the old country

Chemist

True facts.

also my grandfather on my moms side drove supply trucks in World War 2, particularly in the Battle of the Bulge

jesus, they really all did. I forgot about all the stuff both mine had in their tool sheds. Thousands of fucking screws and bolts and random bits of metal and wood they'd one maybe need.

A belly gunner in WW2, and then an artist.
He actually painted a lot of the Marlboro country artwork for magazines.
Died of Cancer of mouth cancer for smoking cigars all day for 40 years.
His bitch second wife kept all his art, and shit though. My family didn't get anything

One was a fireman and the other worked for the post office after leaving the Air Force.

owned and operated the largest truck line in Alaska on my mothers side. Fathers side was a machinist who fabricated small parts for the Hadron collider

WWII vet electrician. Died when I was 13. Tfw will never have a conversation as an adult with badass gpa. Brutal feels.

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Was a lineman for a West Virginia power company. Then served in the war Pacific. Then came back home and returned to being a lineman.

I hope to follow in his footsteps one day. RIP Grand-grand

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Paternal grandfather was a farmer, then a soldier in the US Army, then worked in a steel mill.

Maternal grandfather was in the Air Force working on planes for 25 years then left and started his own HVAC business he worked for another 20.

Tax accountant in not-really-socialist union

Soldier - Korean War

Typewriter ribbon salesman. Built his own house. Put his sons through college. Retired to a life of ease. Selling typewriter ribbons.

>building carpents
fucking normie

My Grandpa was a Mathematician and a lubricant engineer that worked for NASA.

Other grandfather worked his way up to be president of a fairly large trucking/transportation company. Started as a typist

Mine was a House builder, he could litteraly build a house by himself. He tought my dad who was an architect. And I am a general practitioner and I built my own house foundation to roof.

My grandpa was deported to Siberia when he was a small challenge in the Stalin purges of Poles after World War 2. After that he moved to Gdansk with his family and become a ship dock worker, and eventually was in the Solidarnosc protests.

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Fathers side: railroad and construction
Mothers side: owned a donut shop or something gay

Top class lad.

My maternal grandfather was a union thug fighting the coal company goons.

child, not challenge. What the fuck

Before WW2 he was bus driver in Vilnius. After war he was chauffeur of communist authorities.

From about 1883 to 1992 my entire family (on both sides) were farmers in Iowa.

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My grandad was in the air force and fixed Skyhawks and Phantoms during the Vietnam War