My Pop was born in the 20's. He is one of the most hard working individuals you would ever want to meet. Last thursday he came over to help with the plumbing for our remodel. He designed a complex drainage venting system in his head as we went along and quickly worked to get it inplace. During this venture he climed in and out of a narrow hole he cut in the floor and wrestled pipes into position. Not something you picture when dealing with someone in thier advancing years. We saved so much time and money on that portion of this project just saying 'Thanks' seems paltry.
Friday morning, I found my normal office bound body screaming in protest as I did things like... Move... That old man still kicks my ass at damn near twice my age.
I love my Mom and Pop. They give me alot to aspire too. Working class heroes.
2 comments:
Pop doesn't give you a lot of time to sit around either. Did you guys even eat on Thursday??
I'll be working again, but we should get Bagels from Bagel Tree or something this time, huh?
Pictures?
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