“And He walks with me, and He talks with me and He tells me I am his own.” Oh dear, the tears again.
Don’t get me started on men’s treasures. Hubby has a 30 by 40 pole barn jammed full-a one man shingle mill, used only a few weeks to make enough shingles to shingle one of our homes, can’t sell it, might need it again-makes for mighty expensive shingles, unused for 25 years and at 80 years old, do you think he will ever get it running again? A 1948 Army Jeep that he is restoring when he has a few minutes (seldom) likewise a 1967 Volkswagon, 6 old kitchen cookstoves (we do have the only one he finished here in the house and I love it), several ancient steam engines, some running and some not, four old tractors (usually at least one of them is running) and his beloved bucket loader which is awaiting a gasket. Did I mention that it is my job to find parts for these old items on the internet?
Also, it is my job to tow him around and around (the back forty) while he tries to start some of these vehicles all the while hollering, “go faster-slow down.” I hate to hear him ask, “have you got a minute?” That usually means that momentarily I will be under some piece of equipment, holding a wrench or vicegrips while he tries to loosen a stubborn, rusty bolt. Never a dull moment in our ancient lives. Between all these projects, he has his coin collection, his gun collection and his fly-tying hobby. Is it any wonder we are dirt poor but rich in friends?
I tell him that if he dies before me, I am scheduling a big auction the day after his funeral.
Oh boy... Now you don't truly expect to get sympathy from one who's first vehicle was a 1947 Willys Jeep. - complete with a hydraulic 3 pt. hitch for the back, and winch on front do you. Also who owns a Wrangler now and wife has a Liberty. LOL
Just think, those hungry masses who could show up at your door for food when the economy hits rock bottom, could be put to work making shingles for trade items in exchange for the food you give them.
Dear, please consider the alternatives - he could have been a Wall St. type and been dead of a heart attack at 50... With always having a purpose (or many purposes) and many dreams, there is reason to get up tomorrow. I have seen many a young person who put 20 to 25 years in the military, retired and then just pined away in a couple of years. No purpose left to keep them going. Count your blessings for they are many. You are needed to hold that wrench - It can be a loving bond... Enjoy it! Many a widow would swap with you in a heartbeat!
I would give my eye teeth for one of those steam engines.
Also, it is my job to tow him around and around (the back forty) while he tries to start some of these vehicles
ROFL You mean you keep him on a tether? Draggin him all over the place.... (sorry - but couldn't resist that)