..would have been 99 years old today. Can you believe that?
Hard to believe he’s been gone almost 20 years…
Notice Uncle Sammy’s quilt on the back of the sofa. Funny how I just mentioned that yesterday and so quickly it has turned up.
I am pretty sure none of us Taylor kids would have graduated High School without Granddady taking us to school at least 30 minutes early and picking us up before classes were finished. He always wanted to beat the traffic. I never recall hitting the ditch heading out to East, but I do know there was not a trip out there, that it didn’t cross my mind. I’m sure I’m not the only one. Whether you were in his car or the one coming toward him. And if you remember this you know I’m *not* being disrespectful. Just telling the truth, as we all know it.
And the gardens he grew! Wow. We’d never have all the recipes and food memories if it wasn’t for him bringing 5 gallon bucket after bucket in, from the garden, everyday. The strawberries, tomatoes and okra were always my favorite. And let’s not forget the corn… Probably why we all have an interest in good wholesome locally grown food… It’s what tastes like home….
Once he retired and Grandma was still working, we learned he really could cook, too. Hot breakfasts everyday. Couple of fried eggs with a side of bacon and how about some homemade biscuits, with that, too. And never gained a pound or had heart issues… And he always did the dishes. Always.
Early morning paper routes and chocolate milk. The smell of fresh ink, red naugahyde and leaded fuel still haunts my dreams, but we all took turns and pitched in. That’s what we did. And I don’t drink milk to this day.
The only time I remember ever getting in trouble, from Grandaddy Sam, was when I said something disrespectful to Grandma, don’t even remember what it was or was about… Then I told him he couldn’t catch me. Boy was I wrong. He chased me up and down the drive and around the garage. He eventually snuck up behind me. Those switches hurt like the dickens, I never talked back to Grandma and I think I turned out just fine. I was his favorite ; )
Thank you, Grandaddy Sam.