#25 2014

There has been some thoughts shared recently among our blogs about jobs.  Over the years I have had a few.  Some lasted only a short time.  Summer work during my school years.  Construction work after high school, and so on.  I suppose the first one I had to study for and get a license was to sell cars.  This was in 1967.  I sold cars for a Ford sealer for about 4 months or so.  Not what I wanted to do for very long.  Was I good at the job?  I sold five or six cars and not all to family or friends.  Most of the time between 1965 and 1980 I was self employed in farming.  Doing custom farming or farming rented ground.  I think it was 1970 I moved from CA to ID to do custom fertilizer application for a large company.  I applied NH3 using a tractor and a plow.  Also during this time I acquired some haying equipment, and cut hay for farmers.  I expanded into trucks using them to apply dry fertilizer to farmers fields, this was with the large fertilizer company.  In 1980 some things happened in the family that required me to sell the equipment and go to work for and hourly wage.  This was also for the large fertilizer company.  This time I was driving a truck picking up chemicals and delivering them to various locations.  Over about 5 states with a base in ID.  Also at this time I managed a warehouse where I received and shipped chemicals from.  In 1985 I moved to SoCal to work in the industrial chemical side for the same company.  I had various jobs there, manufacturing, truck driving, etc.  For about a year I was Distribution manager for two operation here.  I found out I didn't care for that kind of work, so they were kind enough to take me back as a driver.  In 2003 I retired.  I look back and I did several things I am proud of.  It was 33 years associated with the same company, 23 of those years on wages.  Would I do things differently given the chance?  Some things maybe but all things considered I am happy with what I did and experienced.

A job is what you make of it.  Not happy educate yourself, learn a new skill.  Move on.  Dream big.  Don't limit yourself.

Take care.
Pappy1
 

#24 2014

This past week we have had our grandson with us.  Such a wonderful young man.  He is so nice and good to be around.  If you can't tell I am just overflowing with pride.  Then on Friday his Mom came in.  Happy to see her.  They went to a concert at the Rose Bowl on Friday night.  Friday afternoon my Brother and Sister from Dixon, CA arrived.  Along with y Sister and her husband from Burbank.  We had a good visit, then they went back to Burbank.  Friday night our daughter from SD arrived.  The rest of the weekend was enjoyed very much.  Isabel didn't feel very well on Sunday.  Hope she feels better today.  This morning we took T and S to the Long Beach Airport to catch their flight home.  They needed to be there by 7am.  So it was a early day for me.  Some of the Burbank people said they would be back today.  Not sure what time.  I have had a good time this weekend, well the whole week with T here.  Happy and thankful to have such a wonderful family.

Take care, be kind.
Pappy1

#23 2014

Hello August.  The first six months of 2014 have come and gone.  What did you accomplish in that time period?  I didn't do anything special.  Just went about my daily life.  My family is well.  A good friend had a fall toward the end of July.  He is in the hospital, we are praying for his recovery.

Our grandson is here for a week.  Enjoying his company.  He is quite a young man.  Very proud of him.  There a couple of things we plan on doing, but mostly just to be with him.

Wishing all a pleasant and happy August.  Take care.
Pappy1

#22 2014

Here I am sitting before my keyboard wondering what words will appear on this page.  I feel the need to write to share some thoughts.  I woke up and looked out my window at the fountain.  There were two humming birds taking a bath.  Lovely little creatures.  Very pleasant way to start the day.  

The other day at the center, which has about thirty chairs or so, I was thinking about the story each one of us has.  We are all there for treatment of our condition.  What did they do?  How has their condition affected their family?  Each one of us has a story but do we want to share that story with a stranger?  The nurses are all very busy and efficient .  Pleasant and caring people.  Do they get depressed dealing with people like us?  It is easier to just settle back in my chair and watch TV.  Most days I have a good experience  at the center.  I am treated with respect, and the nurses are always checking to see if I am alright.  I am thankful for the service and treatment they provide.  

Summer time is vacation time.  Here lately I have had the desire to get on the road.  Don't know if or when this will happen, but a little dreaming is good.  Our neighbor traded in his motor home for a bigger one.  Now he and his wife are gone for a month to Northern Cal by Lake Shasta.  They have a small cabin there and with the motor home next to the cabin they are good.  There are other people there and they all get together and play cards and things.

Time for me to fix my breakfast and see what happened in the world last night.  Take care have a good and productive day.

Pappy1

#21 2014

Here we are half way thru 2014.  How has the first half been for you?  So far the year has been good for me.  My birthday in April was very enjoyable.  Had family here, wouldn't you know I was the oldest of the group.  Health wise I am doing fine.  At the center the nurses say I am looking good and doing well.  I kinda look at it as my part time job.  Three days a week, for four and a half hours each.  In reality it is what keeps me alive.  Small price to pay to keep on living.  Our garden has done well.  I enjoy being able to sit out side and watch the birds as they bath in the fountain.  Simple things that make life enjoyable.  Quiet time with my daughters when they are here.  The wife and I are in a good place.   We respect and love each other.

The second half of 2014 will be as good I hope.

Just looking at my keyboard and I have no idea what the keys on the top row can do.  When I was taking typing class in high school, it was a manual type writer.  I think there was one electric.  White out was sold by the case.  Copies required carbon paper(kids today won't know what carbon paper does).  My 6th grade teacher told us there would some day be a vehicle that would take man into space and back and be like a glider.  What you say???  Amazing thing have been invented.  A machine that harvests tomatoes with only two or three people, and electric eye does most of the work.  I grew up with hand picking the tomatoes with a crew of 40 people.  I didn't pick tomatoes myself but was involved in running the crew.  Farming has changed a lot since then.  My mind has wondered down memory lane.  Now on the computer is so much easier.

Wishing all a very happy and enjoyable 2nd half of 2014.  Take care.
Pappy1
 

#20 2014

A trip to New York City.  I had finished basic training at Fort Or, CA been home on leave for a while.  My orders were to report to Aberdeen Proving Grounds in Maryland for my 2nd eight weeks of training.  I had enlisted on the buddy plan with Larry McMillan, a friend and Dixon High classmate.  We boarded a plane Sacramento(my first plane ride)I don't remember where we landed, but we got to Aberdeen and reported on time.  I was to be trained as a metal body repairman.  Larry as mechanic the first time for us to be back east.  The humidity was something we were not accustomed too.  It took some time to adjust.  Trees all around not open country like out west.  After a while we decided to go to New York.  I had a cousin living on Long Island(I think)I wrote her and asked about coming to see her.  She was married.  We took a train into NY to the Grand Central Station.  Walked out side and craned our necks to look at the skyscrapers.  All the time nervous about pickpockets etc.  Then back into the station to get a train to the town close to where they lived.  I don't remember the name of the town.  She and her husband were there to meet us.  We went to their house and talked for a while.  Then we went to and ice cream polar.  This store had some fanatic's creations.  the one I had was very good.  Back to their house were we spent the night.  Next day back to the station for a train to the city.  Then back to base.  For a small town country boy it was a big experience.

Aberdeen Proving Grounds had a weapons development area.  They would test some of them at night.  I was awakened many times by the sound of gun fire.  There was this one weapon that fired many times for about a minute or two.  Like a Gatling gun but much larger shells.  Really sounded wicked.

There were also woodchucks all over the place, living under the barracks.  As big as a medium sized dog.

Funny how things come back in memory.  I can just picture some of those times in my mind.  Part of the makeup of my life.

Pappy1  

#19 2014

This is about my Dad.  To honor him on Father's Day.  Daddy was a kind and caring man, in his later years he was a born again Christian.  I remember him telling me about coming to Christ.  He shook my hand and was very excited.  At the time I was well ok but  many years later I realized how much that meant to him.  I am sad that I did not appreciate the moment with him as much as I should have.  He was active in the First Southern Baptist Church of Dixon.  He was choir director and a Deacon of the Church.  I did not share his love of the Lord.  Several years later when I went into the Army and was stationed in Germany.  I began to read the Bible he gave  me and became a believer.  I have never been a devout church goer, but I do believe in God.  I am grateful my Dad was a believer, it gave him much peace and joy in his life.

A couple of years ago one of my nephews asked me "What was Grandpa like?".  He said he had been kinda afraid of him when he was younger.  Him and his parents lived in another state for several years so he wasn't around Daddy that much.  I could not find the words to ease his feelings about Daddy.

He worked and us kids knew about what time he would be home.  We would hear the car and drop what we were doing to go see Daddy.  Always a kind word and happy to see us.  He was a nice man and I learned a lot from him over the years.  As a teenager I would work summers with him on construction jobs when possible.  Not being paid but just to help him and to ease his day.  It was also a learning experience for me.

Saturday was shopping day for groceries and things.  Saturday night was movie night at the local movie house.  A western with Roy Rogers or a Tarzan film.  No popcorn but maybe a candy bar.  Daddy was my rock.  I could count on him.  Daddy never drank or smoked.  I respected that.  Later as a teenager I learned to play a few cords on the guitar.  Daddy had friends and cousins, who played and sang.  We would go to some one's house and play music for two or three hours.  Old country songs, Bob Wills and old gospel songs by the Blackwood brothers.  Some of the guys picked a mean guitar.  Me I just watched and corded along.  I felt really good after those sessions.  I never sang with the group.  I did my singing at home alone.

Daddy raised me right.  He was a great Dad.  I miss him a lot.  So thank you Dad for all you did for me I wish I had shown more appreciation for him when he was still alive.  The last time I saw him alive we were heading back to Idaho.  We said our goodbyes in his driveway.  I said "Goodbye Pop I love you".  I had never called him Pop before.  It just seemed right at the time.
Pappy1