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A Glance Back – To The Good Old Days

This past week, we celebrated my father-in-law’s 94th birthday. My husband and I are his primary “care-givers,” not that he needs a lot of care. Mostly just pampering. He’s to that place in his life when he loves to tell stories, especially about his younger years, and we try to be good listeners, even if we’ve heard those stories before.

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Here are a few highlights of Dad’s life. Some happy, some not so happy, but all pretty amazing.

1. Five months before Dad was born, his father died in the great influenza epidemic that killed millions worldwide. That was back in 1919. Dad was the youngest of 7 brothers. His oldest brother was 11 when Dad was born. His mother remarried 5 years later, and, when Dad was 10, his only sister was born.

2. When he was still a little boy, his mother wore floor-length skirts and drove a horse and buggy to get them to town and to church.

3. Dad attended a one-room school through the eighth grade.

4. During the years he lived at home, he grew up without electricity or running water.

5. To attend high school, he had to “board out” and live with another family because in the winter the side roads were rolled rather than plowed. If you wanted to get anywhere, you drove a horse and sleigh or you used skis.

6. Dad lost his oldest brother to a hunting accident. The brother was accidentally hit in the leg with one pellet from a shotgun. He died of gangrene.

7. Dad volunteered to serve in World War II, as did four of his brothers. One of them served at Iwo Jima, one at Guadalcanal, one was wounded and taken as a prisoner of war in Germany, one served in Hawaii, and Dad was a machine gunner in the front lines in France and Germany. The miracle is they all came home again – alive.

8. Dad has worked as a store clerk, a driver for a creamery (when he was still in high school), as a logger and last as the co-owner of a butcher shop. He worked until he was almost 70.

9. He helped me care for his wife of more than 60 years during the long five years she had Alzheimer’s. He didn’t complain much during that time, and if he did it was about small things: “A man appreciates a radish now and then.” (His wife wasn’t able to go to the store and buy them. He learned to buy them for himself or ask his daughter-in-law to do so.)

10. Every week, he plays the harmonica with a jam group. It’s a skill he learned from his mother when he was five-years-old.

11. He and his wife raised four boys, taught them by example to be hard workers and men of faith.

12. This week of his 94th birthday, he’s been painting the outside of his two-car garage.

Happy Birthday, Dad. It’s been a privilege to be your daughter-in-law.

Blessings!

Sue

 

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15 Comments

  1. Very nice tribute, Sue and picture too. You and Neil are the best care-givers and we appreciate you from the bottom of our hearts.

  2. What a wonderful tribute Sue. You always have exactly the right words to say. I know a family that appreciates him very much. My daughter seems to never tire of hearing his stories over and over again and of course my grandchildren adore him!

  3. Thank you, Sharon. And he loves all of you so much. You can’t begin to imagine the positive influence you all have been in his life. Thank you!!

  4. It is great hear all the old stories. When the older timers are gone we’ll miss the history. Happy belated birthday, Cliff.

  5. You do him great honour with this tribute… giving us this glimpse of a wonderful man as well as a lifestyle many in today’s society wouldn’t recognize. That’s why the stories are so important. And when he is no longer able to share them, I hope you will. They are a priceless heritage for your family.

    My father died ten years ago. He wasn’t one to talk much… never told stories of his youth or ‘the good old days’… but the family has a series of cassette tapes (we must get them transcribed to a newer technology while we still can!) of him talking trivialities into a tape recorder in the kitchen of his remote cabin one time when he spent a couple weeks there on his own. It’s a precious memoir.

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