interlude
I met my grandmother’s sharecropper while I was home in PA this weekend. I like to call him the sharecropper, but he’s really just a nice old man who comes around to tend to and harvest the garden that used to belong to her father (my great grandfather). We were out taking a morning walk and stopped to see the garden, when Jim pulled up in his royal blue Ford F100 (photo not of actual car). He got out of the car with a smile. I introduced myself. He pointed out what all of the different vegetables were: eggplant, corn, cabbage, pepper, tomatoes, potatoes. He told me my grandmother likes tomatoes and complained about the weeds and the rabbits.
daily life, travel | sighclub July 6, 2006
No Comments
Other Links to this Post
RSS feed for comments on this post. TrackBack URI
By Rick M, July 10, 2006 @ 1:17 pm
What? He didn’t complain about squirrels?
By Rick M, July 10, 2006 @ 1:21 pm
One more thing. A Ford F-100 is what one calls a “truck.” Carry on.
By k, July 10, 2006 @ 1:40 pm
yeah… automobile. vehicle. whatever!
By k, July 10, 2006 @ 1:41 pm
rick – were you away again or something?
By Rick M, July 10, 2006 @ 2:46 pm
Yeah, but this time it was vacation. Sarah and I were in Maine, down along the coast in the Bar Harbor/Acadia region. We visited my parents, visited some friends, and bought $109.00 worth of used books. Fun. The weather was superb.
By k, July 10, 2006 @ 3:24 pm
well, welcome back kids. sounds like you’re gonna have to build an addition for all of those books.