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Grandpas' apple tree...
Brth729
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Last night at work myself and a couple other guys on my support crew were exchanging stories about our grandfathers. It was mostly things we couldn't believe that they had done, if not for the fact of being there. Mine got the biggest laugh. When I was still in my single digits, birthdays and anniversaries of my grandparents were big celebrations. Ones in which every member of our extended family was there. On one particular occasion, my father and I were in the back yard where my grandfather happened to be. In his back yard he had an apple tree. You probably know the kind. The little green ones not much bigger than a tennis ball. With my dad and I watching, my grandfather was walking around the tree picking up ones that were on the ground. When he picked one up, he would look at it, turn it a couple of times, and bite off selected parts. What he didn't eat he tossed by the base of the tree. His theory being that, if you bit around the places where the birds pecked at it, it was still good. My father and I watched him do this for some time. Step, stoop, pick, nibble, and toss. Step, stoop, pick, nibble, and toss. Now, please keep in mind that my grandfather was a very intelligent man. A man among men, if you would. But as is the case with everybody, he also had his moments. As he was coming full circle of where he had started, he picked up one he had previously taken a few chunks out of. And looking up at us he said, and I quote word for word, "See. I told you these were still good. Somebody else has been eating them too."
***I'm in the hi-fidelity first class travelling section I think I need a Leer jet***
Edited by - Brth729 on 06/12/2002 10:08:27
***I'm in the hi-fidelity first class travelling section I think I need a Leer jet***
Edited by - Brth729 on 06/12/2002 10:08:27
Comments
God I miss him!
I'll never forget the time he had me operating a Massey-Ferguson 265 pulling small tree's from a fenceline. The chain broke and hit me in the middle of the back sending me up to the hood ornament! I swear he was superman when he jumped from behind to land on the steering wheel to bring the tractor under control. I remember him holding me and wondering if I was alive.
Yep, gonna miss him along time!!! He's been gone now almost 15 years and I still feel him around the barns or the garden, just puttering around like always.
Though I was born to royalty, I was snatched at birth, so treat me as the noble I am!!!