There we were III

Hello everyone,

I was looking at the last post when my eye spotted Dewayne's trailer in the background. Realizing what it was jarred some warm memories of how Grandpa & Grandma spent their evenings together as we grew older and left on our own lives. Being out of school and looking to go south I was sitting at the piano in the dining room. Grandma was putting things in the freezer she saved from dinner. I remember her stacking jars of fresh packed peaches on the shelf, "I wish I had known about fresh packing all these years, it's better and so much easier". Grandpa was sitting by the window talking skip radio to someone in Alaska. "Oh this is mostly farming country around here". As he went on sometimes his fresh roll Prince Albert ash would fall on the floor, later when George was out of range Grandma would say "I always thought smoking was an outdoor sport". Never the less she put up with it. They had an Iron pot holder on the front room wall, "I'm the boss in this house, AND I have my wife's permission to say so". Good George!

Having a little down time, looking at the photo's, just the trailer in the back ground made the visit here worth the time. I don't want to write too much at one time, so I believe I'll finish my coffee; go out and feed; start a fire; cook some burgers; and eat some peaches for dessert.

Mike