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My grandfather is a character. He is doing well but as time goes by, he is getting more and more forgetful……..and slower. He started going to work again in the morning with my dad about a week ago but he has agreed to cut back to 3 or 4 days at the most. He still insists on sweeping the floors. He still has his license and loves his tiny pickup truck. It’s over 13 years old and only has 30,000 miles on it. This is his parking spot below and if someone visits and parks in his spot by accident, he flips out. I remember last summer, someone was visiting my mom and they parked in his spot and when he pulled in the driveway, he just honked his horn over and over for about 5 minutes. Needless to say, my mother went outside and gave him a piece of her mind. That was funny!
It’s absolutely filthy inside but he doesn’t care. I move his truck often as we tend to shuffle cars around in the driveway and last time I moved it, I found a random gas cap cover, 100 or so screws and random lolly pop sticks. I asked him what the gas cap was for and he said, “well, you never know when you might need one.” He grew up during the depression and he keeps everything. I mean, everything.
My grandparents have seen so many changes in the last 80+ years. I mean, his tiny pickup truck compared to his bike above when he was 20 years old is quite amazing if you think about it.
He is still pretty excited to hang out with my dad on the weekends when we are building things and he loves to still put his two cents in. In his mind, he is still the boss. I guess in a way, he is! 😉 Be sure to check out our workplace and see where he sweeps. As far as he is concerned, he has the most important job.
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