My Grandfather ( My Dad’s Father) in the field on the farm where I grew up.
I love this old photo…and this one too.
My Uncle Adolf and My Grandpa in 1952 enjoying lunch in the field.
In 1953 when my Grandmother died my Grandfather became a very eligible bachelor. He dated a number of women.
He did not approve of face paint (lipstick or rouge), card games ( Checkers were okay but cards were the work of the devil), dancing or drinking. Women were meant to stay in the home and take care of the children…if they got an education they should be nurses or teachers.
He would stop by our house during the week. I always enjoyed his visits. IF for some reason my brother or I were sent out of the house…his visit got us out of the dog house. He smelled like mothballs and wore long underwear year round, the underwear kept in warmth in the winter and kept his body cool in the summer(evaporation). Most of the time he wore suspenders. Those mints I enjoyed were in his shirt pocket or the pocket of his coat. He chewed and spit..he could spit farther than any person I knew and he had reasonably good aim.
He remarried, Grandma Annie…she died and he was told to move out. He lived near Uncle Hugo’s on Shell Lake in a tiny house that was quickly built for him. Then he made the rounds living with each of his children when he couldn’t live alone. He stayed at my parents a month or so…we enjoyed all his stories. The hemorrhoid story is a classic. He said that he would slice open the hemorrhoids with a razor blade and then put iodine on them…he said “It only hurt for a bit.” Grandpa had some false teeth but they made his mouth sore and he saved up his hearing aid batteries for church on Sunday. Eventually he ended up with Uncle George and Aunt Grace permanently until he fell. He was in the nursing home for a short time and fell again and died. He died on December 14 1978 just 4 days short of his 88th birthday. I missed him very much after he died. He lived longer in years than all of his children so far. This month my Dad will turn 88 and Aunt Anna will turn 79, they are the remnant.
Grandpa Sam with the sauna just down the hill at the farm
This photo is one of my favorites… cousin Geraldine shared it with me. It is most likely the last photo taken of Grandpa.