May 22, 2022
May 22, 2022
Dorothy passed today. Please watch over her.
Gaston was my Dad. He told many stories of growing up on the farm with my grand-father. One that I recall was how my Grand Pa would chase him with the slop pail. There was no indoor plumbing back then, so that five gallon pail was human waste that would get dumped in the outhouse. Dad ran so fast that he ran completely around the house (outside) and caught up with his father!