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What Did You Do Today?

Before we starting full-time RVing, our youngest daughter Laura, and oldest grandson Gage, lived with us. We would have the conversations around the dinner table in the evening that started with the question, “Gage, what did you do today?”. Gage would answer then ask someone else the same question. It made for interesting table conversation and it certainly was a good relationship builder.

While we no longer have these dinner table conversations, I can still have an imaginary conversation with Gage. G’Mee is Gage’s grandmother, my wife – Carol.

January 13, 2013

Gage: “What did you do today, Papa?”

Me: “Well Gage, I broke the washing machine!”

Gage: “Broke it?, What happened?”

Me: “Sometimes the computer in the washing machine gets stuck and it does not work correctly. When that happens, it makes this clicking sounds. I tried to reset it with the direction G’Mee told me. I thought it was OK so I tried to open the front door. When I did, the handle broke off.”

IMG_2216Gage: “WOW, Papa! That’s not good. G’Mee is going to be mad!”

Me: “Yes, I know. But I can fix it.”

Gage: “Before she gets home?”

Me: “No. I will have to order the part. Then I can fix it.”

Gage: “G’Mee is going to put you in time out.”

Me: “I hope not. I am sure everything will be OK as long as I can fix it.”

Gage: “OK, let me know what happens.”

January 27, 2015

Gage: “Papa, what did you do today?”

Me: “Remember when I told you I broke the washing machine and that I could fix it after order the part?”

Gage: “Yeah, did you get the part?”

Me: “Yes I did and I fixed the washing machine. See!”

IMG_2217Gage: “WOW, that’s pretty cool Papa! I bet G’Mee is going to be happy now.”

Me: “She is. In fact she is washing clothes now.”

Gage: “Cool! Papa, how much did the part cost?”

Me: “Fifty-two dollars.

Gage: “What? It must be made of gold or something.”

Me: “Nope, just plastic.”

Gage: “Oh Papa, G’Mee is going to be mad at you for spending all that money on something made of plastic!”

Me: “I don’t think so. Remember, I fixed the washing machine. That will make her happy.”

Gage: “I’m glad you fixed it Papa. I love you, man!”

Me: “I love you too.”

Gage-Me1Thanks for the conversation, Gage. I miss you, man!

By the way, the manufacture included this label with the new handle. I wonder if I should put it on the washing machine?

IMG_2219Thanks for stopping by, y’all come back now.

Jerry Sig1

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National Grandparents Day

Today is National Grandparents Day. Carol and I have many fond memories of our grandparents.

My mothers parents Cleonis Colinette and Clotilde Marie Cleda lived in Rosée, Belgium. World War II literally happened in their front yard. Cleonis (aka CoCo) was a train conductor for many years.  Clotilde (aka Bobonne) was a homemaker. They had a very small house across the street from a dairy farm. I remember staying in their small house when Mom & Dad took my brother and I to see them in 1954. I can remember going across the street to the dairy farm to get our daily milk. This photo was taken in 1954 and is a shot of them in front of their house. My mother is in the middle. The last time I saw Coco and Bobonne was in 1954.

It was hard on them knowing their daughter (my mom) and us boys literally lived on the other side of the world. We would get care packages from them several times during the year. They always included gifts of some kind for my brother and I. Coco was a wood-carver and enjoyed making thing. In this photo, you will see a wind mill and  a wishing well.

I cherished these items for many years as they always reminded me of my maternal grandfather. When we cleaned out the house in preparation for full-time RVing, I gave the windmill to my youngest grandson Jason, and the wishing well to my oldest Grandson Gage.

Here are my grandson’s with their gift from their great-great-grandfather by way of their grandfather.

Here are my paternal Grandparents, Carl and Hanna Carlson Pearson. They lived in Elroy, TX just south of Austin. Their house still stands today. Also standing on the property is a water well, chicken coop, outhouse and blacksmith shop. The blacksmith shop is now a feed store.

I do not recall the occasion for this photo but I would guess the photo was taken in the 1930s’s. Grandpa was a blacksmith. He expanded the business to a service station that sold gas and oil. I remember the gas pump in front of the Blacksmith Shop was one that you would pump gas into a glass bowl that sat atop the pump, then the gas would gravity feed into the car. Grandma was a homemaker.  She was an excellent cook who knew how to take care of their chickens and small garden. When we stayed with them, I remember helping her take full meal lunches to the blacksmith shop each day at noon. Fond memories come back to life when I watch reruns of the  Walton’s TV show. My dad and JohnBoy had similar personalities. My brother has several tools from Grandpa’s blacksmith shop plus he has a plow wheel my Grandfather made that sat on the top of the blacksmith shop. Here is a painting of the blacksmith shop the way I remember it.

Here is a photo of Carol’s maternal Grandparents Bill and Blanche Barrett. They lived in Giddings, Tx. They owned and operated Barrett’s Beauty Shop for over 40 years. The last location was on Main Street (HighWay 290). Carol knew them as Mama”B” and Granddad.

This is Carol’s story:

Many of my childhood memories centered around their home in Giddings. Mama”B” was a faithful follower of Jesus and I know she prayed regularly for her family – me included. When I was in 6th grade, I lived with them and my twin aunts, Linda and Glenda, because of financial difficulties in my family. Mama”B” showed me such love and grace that I began to understand the love Jesus had for me. I had accepted Him as my Savior several years before but did not really understand how unconditionally He loved me until that year.

Granddad was a loving, caring man. When he was in his 60’s, he accepted Jesus and became a zealous believer, telling everyone about Jesus. Granddad began to visit the local nursing home and became involved with Sunday Worship services there. In the short few years before his untimely death, he touch many people including Jerry.

Back to me now.  I met Mama”B” and Granddad Bill when Carol and I dated. I can recall several conversations with Mama”B” about my spiritual condition. She helped me understand the difference between a personal and corporate relationship with Jesus. The change in Granddad Bill’s life after he accepted Jesus as his personal Savior was significant. This change was the catalyst to my accepting Jesus as my personal Savior in 1972.

When we step into a Cracker Barrel Restaurant, we see many photos on the wall similar to the one below.  Those photos really belong in someone’s home, not in a restaurant. Most of us have grandparents who are still living, some of us are grandparents now, and some will become grandparents in the future. Today, take a moment to reflect on your grandparents. I certainly hope and pray that you have been blessed by your grandparents as Carol and I have been by our grandparents.

By the way, this is an engagement photo of my paternal grandparents, Carl and Hanna Pearson. You won’t find it in a Cracker Barrel Restaurant.

Thanks for stopping by. Y’all come back now.