morgan in ar
Member
My Grandad would be 100 years old tomorrow, had he lived just 11 more months. Grandad probably helped make me who I am today as much as anyone else. I learned plenty from my dad, but Grandad had the time and patience to be a good teacher. Dad worked nights driving a truck, and did the farm work in the afternoon when he got up. I didn't get to help him much until I was big enough to be real help.
Grandad taught me to drive a tractor, rake hay, cultivate, and plow. He also taught me to drive a stick shift in his CJ5. He taught me to hammer, saw, and build with modest tools. He taught me the difference between box nails and common nails. He taught me to fix what you have, use what you got.
Grandad taught me how to hang a handle on a hammer or an axe. He taught me to cut and split wood, and how to sharpen almost anything.
He taught me some skills that are almost gone today. He taught me how to carve my own tool handles from hickory with a drawing knife. Some of the stuff he tried to teach me didn't stick: polish your boots, shave, look your best when you're not working. He never said a bad word, never drank, smoked, or talked bad about someone.
Toward the end, he taught me to enjoy the best things in life, like sitting in the shade on a hot day, or in front of the fire in the winter. The most important thing he taught me is to take care of your family, they are your first crop.
Farm on, Grandad. I miss you, my old friend.
Grandad taught me to drive a tractor, rake hay, cultivate, and plow. He also taught me to drive a stick shift in his CJ5. He taught me to hammer, saw, and build with modest tools. He taught me the difference between box nails and common nails. He taught me to fix what you have, use what you got.
Grandad taught me how to hang a handle on a hammer or an axe. He taught me to cut and split wood, and how to sharpen almost anything.
He taught me some skills that are almost gone today. He taught me how to carve my own tool handles from hickory with a drawing knife. Some of the stuff he tried to teach me didn't stick: polish your boots, shave, look your best when you're not working. He never said a bad word, never drank, smoked, or talked bad about someone.
Toward the end, he taught me to enjoy the best things in life, like sitting in the shade on a hot day, or in front of the fire in the winter. The most important thing he taught me is to take care of your family, they are your first crop.
Farm on, Grandad. I miss you, my old friend.
