Just returned from Boston and was reminiscing the grandson's experiences with Gramps.
Now 15 and 18, they remember coming up to New Hampshire and spending weeks with us during the summer. Gramps taught them many things. He let them work in his garage and build what ever they wanted, he let them eat ice cream when they wanted, he loved to spoiled them and send them back home for their parents to deal with. :)
What made us laugh so much was Pat's advice about toilet paper folding. We had a septic system and the boys tended to use so much toilet paper that it would clog the system. I remember him sitting the boys down and giving them advice. He pulled a few sheets of toilet paper off the roll and began to fold it in squares. Carefully he instructed them how to do that. It works much better and won't clog the toilet. I laughed and laughed at the seriousness of his instructions. They always remember that. One of Gramps useful hints. They still remember and laugh about that time.
I always wanted to have a place where the kids could come and chill out and just enjoy in the summer. It gave us a connection to them that is still strong and so important.
Gramma/Mom/Ginger
I love the photo. Typically Pat has a scab on his leg, he was always hurting himself there. Sometimes it was scary.
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But one night he heard water running on the roof. The water went into a tank up there from the city. It was dark, I think he had had his sleeping pill and sort of groggy. But he was always worried about wasting water. I didn't know he had gone up there. The next morning when I woke up there he was with towels wrapped around his shins. He had run into three metal posts and badly cut his shins. I was angry because he could have bled to death and I would never have known where he was. He finally walked up to the clinic in town about ten blocks away and had the cuts cleaned and treated and bandaged. He did that for many days and it took months for his shins to heel. There is a photo of him making grilled cheeses with band aids on his legs. It was a typical example of his stubbornness about not wanting to get help for medical things. He was always fearful of doctors, being ill or having to be in a hospital.
I misspelled heal.
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