There was a local guy that spent his life building water towers. He must have loved working at those precarious Heights.
Cuz when he passed they lowered his casket with this huge crane from his company. Different to say the least
Seems, when he immigrated, he didn't have enough $$$ to start the restaurant, so he became "partners" with the neighborhood "family".
Seems his restaurant lost a lot of money, and grandpa had to get a job to make ends meet. So, he was painting an area water tower. Well, his "partners" wanted their money, but he couldn't pay them.
So, it seems they coerced his work partner, to help him off the tower one day.
Miraculously, he survived.