Some Grandpa Uno Statistics

Running some of the numbers, we thought we could bring you something new and interesting about Grandpa Uno. The following is a list of numerical representations of the some of Grandpa Uno's perhaps more-interesting feats.

Since birth, Grandpa Uno was reared 42 children with 51 different mothers.

Grandpa Uno has 2,722 grandchildren, more than half of them are unrelated by blood. Historical staff members Andrew and Jeff are unrelated grandchildren of Grandpa Uno's.

Grandpa Uno left 6 different women at the altar. All 6 still love him.

He has visited 114 different countries, and 49 US States. He never thought North Dakota should count.

When Grandpa was a boy of 7, he started his first company. When he was 9, he closed it, having built 13 million-dollar businesses in the time between. The first one was a lemonade stand, which he closed, but held onto the property deeds. Eventually, he would sell those deeds to a company that would call itself "Del's" and become a benchmark in the frozen lemonade industry.

He lost his virginity at 11 and found it at 15.

Grandpa is an only child.

Grandpa Uno hold 10 doctorates from 10 different institutions. 12 of those are honorary. He refused two of them, but his name is still listed as having received in university records offices. He didn't believe Duke or USC to be accredited institutions.

He also holds the following degrees: MBA, JD, MS, and a Master of Arts and Letters.

Grandpa has been a guest star on 91 television shows, wrote pilot episodes for 4, produced 14 Broadway shows, and has appeared in 412 movies, either as an actor, or because of his historical impact on the story being told.

Grandpa Uno's chest hair is considered currency in 3 African countries.

There are 175 Pizzeria Uno locations in 28 states, Puerto Rico, South Korea, United Arab Emirates, Honduras, Kuwait and Saudi Arabia. Each was personally opened by Grandpa Uno.

Pizza Eating Contest, 1998

Jeff Dujardin elaborates:

Remember the time Grandpa Uno took us all onto the roof of Uno's Pizzeria (the one in Providence) and he set up his telescope - which was so old it had a family of mice living inside of it - and we looked out into the stars and at the moon? When you (Andrew) were looking at the moon," he turned from us and his eyes started tearing up. (Later you told me you weren't looking at the moon at all, but rather some "attractive teenage girls" at WaterPlace Park - you were 13 at the time).

Anyway, recent posting about Grandpa's expedition as a cosmonaut finally identified the reason he may have been crying.

Then Grandpa told Ferguson that the moon was made of cheese (he always thought Ferg was kind of gullible) and so Ferguson took that moment to cut the cheese and we all started laughing ferociously. Then Phil made the comment about the sun being made of Gas, and so Grandpa Uno let one rip. Then we all almost died of laughter.

We went downstairs and Grandpa opened the Uno's and held a city-wide pizza eating contest? He gave us two hours to eat as many pies as we could. The winner was to receive a "mystery prize." (He told us later he just didn't have anything he really wanted to give away). Ferguson was in the lead with 8 pies (Ferg wasn't big but he could eat). I was up to 5 pies and you (Andrew) were up to three when my brother Phil (who had run off to see these so called "attractive teenagers" you had spotted in the telescope) arrived with twenty minutes left (dressed in sweatpants) and devoured fifteen and a half pizzas!! Grandpa was ecstatic, and told Phil he could make out with his niece from his first marriage, Jenny. Phil declined because he was in a relationship. Ferguson hoped to take the prize in his place (it would have been his first kiss) but Grandpa declined and gave him a chess set instead. Ferguson was devastated, and never really got over it.

RIP Ferguson.

Campground in Wakefield: 1991

When I was a boy, Grandpa Uno and I were playing catch along side his flower garden at the campground he had a site at. I threw the ball so hard that it went right by him and rolled along the gravel and into the women's room of the public latrine building.


Grandpa was never one to turn down opportunity and sent me, a boy of seven, into the unknown place. It was dark, rank, and a 68 year old chain smoker named Gloria Gifford was stepping out of the shower. She taught me things I never wanted to know.


In sixth grade, Mr. Audet, my science teacher, tried to teach us about sex. I was the only one who raised my hand.


Thanks Grandpa Uno.