Dad

I thought I would make todays post about my dad. I used to get compliments or comments that me and him looked alike. Apparently he used to walk around with a smile on his face and some of his friends from back in the day would see me and think it was him walking around. I used to spend all kinds of time smiling, generally because I am thinking of something funny in my head, or extrapolating something that I just seen into a funny event.

At any rate, my dad does lots of things for me. He got one of our neighbors to agree to let me farm on the shares which meant we each got half of the money and costs. This has been keeping me financially sound since I was 23, which is a good thing. If it wasn't for that farming enterprise, I would have taken an ag ed job wherever I could have gotten on and then dad and grandpa would have lost me here from the farm. At least for a couple of years until I decided to have come back. Dad realized what would have happened and got that agreement for me. He also got me working with Larry, who owned the paylake for the same type of deal. Larry was to weak to do the farming on his own, so it probably didn't take to much convincing. 

One of our exchange students once told me that him and dad were talking about my grandfather and great grandfater, Rich and Rolland once. Dad said he liked working with those two because they felt like two brothers to him. My dad only had the one sister, Barb, and he must have wished that he had a brother to pal around with. That may be why he had so many kids, three of them boys. He was looking for some more male companionship that he missed out on earlier in life. We do all get along, and so far it looks like two out of the three of us are gonna go into farming. 

My dad does make me do things for him that I jokingly say he is to lazy to do himself. He makes me raise some chickens and gather their eggs everyday. He did have a coop at his house, but a weasel kept getting in and killing off his brood. So now he makes me do it. 

It would be a little cooler if dad did like going to reds games more often. He keeps himself pretty busy in the evenings and never really suggests going. Now he has a motorcycle so if he gets a free evening he takes a harley ride to wherever it is he likes to go. He does like helping me keep stats at the girls basketball games for Kiser. I got started doing that my sisters junior year and now that she is out of high school I keep on doing that just to get out of the house some during the winter.