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Spent a great day with the family last Saturday.My daughter and son-in-law along with our 2 grandsons invited my wife and I to a pre-Easter dinner at their home.They live about 2 hours south of us and my son and daughter-in-law along with our granddaughter who live about an hour north of us also attended.It was one of those all too rare events when we all got together and enjoyed each others company for the day.
The grandkids were treated with huge Easter baskets and had a great time playing with them along with indoor Easter egg hunts and loads of attention from grandpa and grandma.Gabe is our oldest grandson and it is hard for me to believe that this tall, lanky, young man will soon be 9 years old.When he was born his mother and father lived closer to us and when he was just a few weeks old his mother returned to school during the evening hours to finish her college degree.
At the time my son-in-law and my wife worked evening hours so that left me to baby sit him for the first several months of his life.They lived near us until Gabe was about 4 years old,then moved 100 miles away.It turned out to be a good move on their part,but at the time it broke our hearts.Ben,our other grandson was born after they moved.I can honestly say that we love all of our grandchildren equally-but Gabe was our first and we were around him every day for the first 4 years of his life.I am amazed at how quickly the years have passed and how quickly he is growing up.He still says that when he grows up,he is going to live with mama and papa.LOL.
Any way a great day was had and my daughter prepared a great feast of some of the best food you could ever eat.....and boy did I eat!Turkey and ham with all the trimmings all kinds of deserts and everything in between.I am ashamed to say I ate until I was past the point of being uncomfortable....I ate until I was downright miserable!
After dinner we spent the afternoon talking and playing with the kids,but all too soon,it was time to head home.It was cold and rainy and I decided to take a different route home than the interstate 4 lane we had taken to get there.We traveled the backroads thru the national forest ,it took an hour longer,but I wanted to see some country I had never seen before.I spotted several old abandoned houses that looked to be over a hundred years old and a couple of old pioneer churches that looked even older....I made a mental note of where they were located and hope to someday swing a detector around them.
When we were nearly half way home and traveling a narrow 2 lane blacktop road I rounded a curve and saw a car parked half on the road with two wheels on the muddy shoulder of the road.As I swerved around it,I spotted an elderly woman and a young girl on the muddy side with a jack in hand.I then noticed the right front tire was in tatters...appartently they had a blowout.With a gut full of food and a cold pouring rain,the LAST thing I wanted to do was to wallow in the mud changing a flat for a stranger I would probably never see again.....but it never entered my mind to not stop and help them.
The lady was about 75 years old and I give her credit for being game.She had the jack and spare tire out of the car and was reading the owners manual on how to proceed.Before long I was on my belly in the mud positioning the jack under the car and after about 30 minutes of struggling with the jack and the mud,I finally got the tire changed.I was soaking wet cold and muddy from head to toe...but the heartfelt thanks and tears of gratitude from the little lady made it worthwhile.She said dozens of cars had passed without stopping,she could get no signal on her cell phone and was at her wits end on what to do.She offered several times to pay me and I declined.It was only a last minute decision on a lark that sent me this way,maybe I was sent to help her?
Anyway my Saturday was not all that exciting or noteworthy but all in all,it wasn
The grandkids were treated with huge Easter baskets and had a great time playing with them along with indoor Easter egg hunts and loads of attention from grandpa and grandma.Gabe is our oldest grandson and it is hard for me to believe that this tall, lanky, young man will soon be 9 years old.When he was born his mother and father lived closer to us and when he was just a few weeks old his mother returned to school during the evening hours to finish her college degree.
At the time my son-in-law and my wife worked evening hours so that left me to baby sit him for the first several months of his life.They lived near us until Gabe was about 4 years old,then moved 100 miles away.It turned out to be a good move on their part,but at the time it broke our hearts.Ben,our other grandson was born after they moved.I can honestly say that we love all of our grandchildren equally-but Gabe was our first and we were around him every day for the first 4 years of his life.I am amazed at how quickly the years have passed and how quickly he is growing up.He still says that when he grows up,he is going to live with mama and papa.LOL.
Any way a great day was had and my daughter prepared a great feast of some of the best food you could ever eat.....and boy did I eat!Turkey and ham with all the trimmings all kinds of deserts and everything in between.I am ashamed to say I ate until I was past the point of being uncomfortable....I ate until I was downright miserable!
After dinner we spent the afternoon talking and playing with the kids,but all too soon,it was time to head home.It was cold and rainy and I decided to take a different route home than the interstate 4 lane we had taken to get there.We traveled the backroads thru the national forest ,it took an hour longer,but I wanted to see some country I had never seen before.I spotted several old abandoned houses that looked to be over a hundred years old and a couple of old pioneer churches that looked even older....I made a mental note of where they were located and hope to someday swing a detector around them.
When we were nearly half way home and traveling a narrow 2 lane blacktop road I rounded a curve and saw a car parked half on the road with two wheels on the muddy shoulder of the road.As I swerved around it,I spotted an elderly woman and a young girl on the muddy side with a jack in hand.I then noticed the right front tire was in tatters...appartently they had a blowout.With a gut full of food and a cold pouring rain,the LAST thing I wanted to do was to wallow in the mud changing a flat for a stranger I would probably never see again.....but it never entered my mind to not stop and help them.
The lady was about 75 years old and I give her credit for being game.She had the jack and spare tire out of the car and was reading the owners manual on how to proceed.Before long I was on my belly in the mud positioning the jack under the car and after about 30 minutes of struggling with the jack and the mud,I finally got the tire changed.I was soaking wet cold and muddy from head to toe...but the heartfelt thanks and tears of gratitude from the little lady made it worthwhile.She said dozens of cars had passed without stopping,she could get no signal on her cell phone and was at her wits end on what to do.She offered several times to pay me and I declined.It was only a last minute decision on a lark that sent me this way,maybe I was sent to help her?
Anyway my Saturday was not all that exciting or noteworthy but all in all,it wasn
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