During most of my growing up years he was always just Grandpa. He was my mother’s father, and as a kid I always thought of him as an old man when in fact he was only in his early 50’s when I was born. Grandpa had a rather stern demeanor but a heart of gold. Grandpa was a farmer; a dairy farmer to be exact, a man whose life revolved around milking twice each day, putting up hay in the summer and feeding it to the cows in the winter.
Amen!
Neil,
I enjoyed it very much.
Ralph
Neil, For those of us who are grandpas — we all hope that our grandkids reflect back on us in a gentle remembering moment. Well done …
Tom Deschaine
Great article Neil
Great article Neil, I had a Grandpa that showed how to fish and hunt and I still have the rod and a 20ga shotgun that he had bought for me.
He too showed me more than fishing, and taught about life.