I mean that every boy and girl should have a grandpa to spoil them. I never thought of it much, but I lost my Paternal Grandpa when I was about 2 or 3. By that time the Maternal Grandpa was long gone. The only thing I remember about Grandpa Darnell was that he took his shoes off after work and went barefooted.
(That was my barefooted Grandpa behind me)
The senior of our family was Great Grandpa Hilly, he lived long enough for me to remember him a little, but he lived like 125-150 miles away so I didn’t get to see him often. I loved visiting and seeing him, but that was only a couple times a year. Not time enough to walk in the woods, or have a camp fire. No time for him to take me to the country store and buy me candy or a Pepsi.
(The first of our Grand to come along was Corey, then Ben)
My Grandpa Darnell would have been a lot of fun. He was a big man. He would have put me on his shoulder and played horsey with me. Yeah, he would have taken me down to the mill store and bought me some licorice. He would have rolled in the grass and laughed at the different clouds in the sky as I said ‘there is a dog’, ‘see that horse grandpa’, and so on.
He knew everyone at the mill, he would have gotten some nicked cog wheels and helped me make a wagon, he would know all that stuff because he had had 9 sons and 3 daughters.
But I never had that Grandpa, cause they died too young. So, I got the chance to see my grandkids grow up. I did get the chance to take a couple to work with me.
I did get to help them build bird houses and race cars. We made play boats in the creek and fished some. We actually cleaned and cooked one fish Corey caught, it was about 5” long. It fed five people, LOL.
I tried to do for them what I did not get to do with my grandpas. We camped together, traveled together and went to the Cleveland County Fair several years together. I wanted them to remember their grandpa. It is a given, kids remember, Mama, Grandma, and Great Grandma, but I wanted this grandpa to be remembered. LOL
Of course all the above was done by Grandma and Grandpa! Life is good.
Going back in time is impossible, so we must do the best we can TODAY!
My grandpas did not have cars, but if they had they would have looked like this: