Barack describes how Frank Davis had a lasting effect on him and became a father figure over the seven years they knew one another on the tropical island.
In Dreams from My Father, Obama wrote: “He would read us poetry whenever we stopped by his house, sharing whiskey with Gramps out of an emptied jelly jar.
“As the night wore on, the two of them would solicit my help in composing dirty limericks.”
Obama described being counseled by Frank often and recalled drinking whiskey with him.
“....and then we played a game called hide the saausage.”