I love spending time with either of my two grandfather's and listening to the stories they have to tell. My grandfather on my Dad's side is an amazing craftsmans with wood. He can make the most amazing and intricate wooden items from piggy banks, folding stools, picture frames, clocks, deacon type benches, and so much more. My grandfather on my Mom's said is also an amazing man as well, he worked in a machine shop. He is also wise regarding money and collector of "junk"/treasures. My siblings and I all have some of his genes in regards to money, some of us have it more than others.
This weekend in the snow storm, my mom, dad, brother, husband and I drive up to see my grandfather and spend some time with him. When we arrived he wasn't home, he was out running a quick errand before we got there. It was great to spend the time with him and hear stories about things my grandmother (who I never met) would do and he would bring up antiques from his basement. While we were eating lunch, he told us about a
red flying squirrel he had in this basement and how he shot and killed the squirrel in this basement (there isn't much room in this basement to do that kind of shooting). It was funny that my Pap had a problem with the
red flying squirrel in his basement because my brother is also having trouble with them too in his cabin. My brother has trapped and killed 6
red flying squirrels in the past three days and there are many more to come.
After spending the time with my grandfather this weekend, it helped me realize that I need to carve out and spend more time with my grandfathers, my great aunt, aunts & uncles and cousins.
