Sunday, January 4, 2009

Memories by Mickey


Posted by The Roz's for Mickey
Okay I think this will be fun but we have to have some rules. First it dosen't matter how you spell it as long as everyone gets the meaning. Second we dont have to be great writers like Suz ans Jim. That being said I will be happy to post some of my memories for everyone to hopefully enjoy.




Gramps, its like Jim said we spent alot of time at their house when we were little. Gramps would have me and Jim weed the garden for him and I remember finding a big grasshopper and having Gramps showing up how to pull its head off and watch it jump around, how fun, I dont think I could do it today without barfing. Gramps would take Jim and I places, I dont remember Cottenwood, but I remember Murray park swimming pool and Deseret gym. We would thae the bus to Salt Lake Gramps would whistle Christmas toons, of corse this was in July, I dident care we were on an adventure at the time it was so much fun putting the mony in the meter and watching it fall down the little tube. I was so excited for it to be my turn to pull the bell cord for our stop. At times now I reflect back to those times and wonder if it was the same for Gramps as it is for me when I am with Keith, Mickey and Davy. Last summer when Darcie brought the boys by for a little visit they were leaving and I went out and Mickey was crouched down so close to ground looking and I asked him what he was looking at and still squatting he turned his little head and said "bugs" and turned back to the little tiny ants on the ground.( See picture, his lips are blue from eating a ring pop) I instantally flashed back to Gramps and wondered if he felt the same things for us as I do for thease wonderful little boys that have brought so much joy to my life. Next time I will tell you about the slipper.




Nana was so good to us, I dont remember her ever raising her voice at us, but we knew when we were in trouble. The worst punishment was sitting on the stool in front of the fridge having to watch the clock, 10 minutes is a very long time for a little kid. I dont think that clock even worked. Once a week Nana would make bread and I think most of the time those were the days Gramps would take us somewhere, but at time we would get to help, I liked kneeding the dough and after it would rise if I was good I would get to pop it and kneed it again. It would smell so good while it was baking and Jim and I would howl for a taste as soon as it came out of the oven. Oh how much I the taste of Nanas fresh baked bread, when I was about 8 or nine I ate some fresh baked bread at school and got very sick and have never been able to eat fresh bread sence.




Dad, I am sitting here wondering whitch memories to share, I have so many. One time when he was building the house in Sandy he called and asked me to come and help him with the car port, so on Saturday I went over early to help. When I got there it was just Dad and I. Now I need to remind you that back then I was lucky to weigh in at a buck twentyfive after thanksgiving dinner and I think Dad was maybe a buck and a half, a couple of heavy weights to say the least. Well anyway I lifted the trusses up to Dad and he leaned them aganst the main house roof, once we got them all up we started to set up starting at the far end and working our way in twards the house. I think the trusses were about 25 or 30 feet and there were about 10 or 12 of them but it took us most of the day with a short break for lunch at McDonalds. Soooo after we got the last tress up and nailed in place Dad wanted to check Square, soooo we checked it and guess what it was off 3/4 of an inch, after Dad made this anouncement to me I quickly stated that it was close enough gor government work. Boy I hhought he was going to have a cow right there on the roof and I was going to have to deliver it. So after a 15 minute lecture on why we dont do anything like government work we spent the rest of the day taking the trusses down so Dad could square up everything and next week we put up the trusses and it went much quicker becaust we had some idea of how to do it. Sometime I will tell you about doing the sheetrock.




Well I think thats enough for now, I am kinda tired and I dont want to be too long winded.

1 comment:

The Roz's said...

great post dad! thanks for sharing, i love to hear these wonderful stories. espeically since i don't remember any of them very much at all.