Conversations with Dad

We had a few memorable conversations.

Dad
“Make sure you cut your toenails straight and push the cuticles down other wise you will have trouble with your feet.”

Dad
“She’s not my mother why should I get her anything on mothers day.”

Stranger
“That kid might get hurt.”
Dad
“There’s more where that came from.”

Dad
“I think we’re lost.”
Chris
With a touch of fear in his voice. “Are we in Vietnam?”

The sound of tires on pavement loud inside the car.
Dad
“You kids put that board back down before your brother falls out.”

Mom
“Lets go on vacation to Florida.”
Dad
“We can go to Kentucky, everyone in the LTD wagon.” This was mom , dad and four kids. Sandy was away at college or something.
We visited Gettysburg PA, for a week and toured the Musselman’s plant. On the way back home we stopped at a Water Slide Park and Margaret was to scared to go down the slide after Dad already paid for her admission.

Dad
“You’re twenty six and getting married this will be an important day in your life. Remember to treat her with respect.” I don’t think he was referring to the lawn mower.

The door on the car falls open as we go around a corner and Grandma Estes nearly falls out of the car.
Dad
“You should check to make sure that’s latched correctly.”
That door never closed right, even if you slammed it, mom always knew she had to hold it shut.

Dad
“We can make it to Charlotte and Phil’s for Thanksgiving.”
We got there and everyone else decided to stay home because there was over a foot of snow on the roads and it was unsafe.

First Snow Fall 2012

We got about four to five inches of snow yesterday and I got a chance to take the 8n out for the first time and use it. Everything went good last night even the headlights worked and the generator kept a good charge in the battery.

In my mind my tractor looks as good as this one. The look is somewhat closer to what is below.

This morning I went out to do a little clean up and the tractor fired right up. I made one pass up the drive where the cars were parked last night and it stalled. Figured I needed gas as I had added any after using it for about thirty minutes last night. After putting gas in it started right up rang about two hundred feet and quit again. I was hungry and it started raining so I went back in and got breakfast.
When I came back out the rain had turned to snow and the tractor started up and died almost immediately. I checked the sediment bowl and it was full of crud. Found a pair of pliers removed the bowl and dumped out the gas. Put it all back together again and finished cleaning up where the cars were parked.
Back in the garage I turned off the ignition, turned off the gas, and disconnected the battery. All set for the next storm. I think I’ll have to clean out that sediment bowl a few more times.

It had to bring a glimmer of pride to the old mans eye.

Years ago a man had a Model T that he stored out back and he removed the rotor from the distributor to keep the kid from running around with the thing when he should be going to school or doing some other more productive thing with his time.
A short time later it was noticed that the Model T was being run on a regular basis by his son. It seems he had fashioned a rotor from a nail and some wood. Figured out the timing and put things together so it would run.
Now he was a upset since he told the kid not to use the Model T but you’d have to think there was a certain amount of pride in the fact that the boy had figured out a way to make that thing run like it should.

Fathers Day

Hey Dad wish you were here. I remember a few things mostly good, I know I seem to dwell on the not so good but most things were good. A few weeks ago the bathroom plumbing sprung a leak and I fixed it with some things called gator bites. Cost less than twenty dollars, you would have loved this. I didn’t have to try and sweat pipes with water running down my arm or shove any bread up in there. Just cut the pipe take out the leaking parts and slide these things on.
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Fathers Day

Hey Dad wish you were here. I remember a few things mostly good, I know I seem to dwell on the not so good but most things were good. A few weeks ago the bathroom plumbing sprung a leak and I fixed it with some things called gator bites. Cost less than twenty dollars, you would have loved this. I didn’t have to try and sweat pipes with water running down my arm or shove any bread up in there. Just cut the pipe take out the leaking parts and slide these things on.

Remember when we went on vacation to Florida the one year. That was some trip, we made it to Pennsylvania before the money ran out. We visited Gettysburg, and on the way back home we stopped in Durham to ride the water slide. We had lunch in the car all six of us no A/C windows rolled up and rain outside in ninety degree weather. There were some pretty good times in there.
Remember when we lived down outside of Valatie on Silvernail Road in that big old house. It had a coal furnace that was converted to oil with a single four foot by four foot grate in the entranceway. You converted that to wood and we cut down half the trees in the front yard for firewood. We also burned the old addition that had been torn off the back of the house, one piece at a time in that old furnace. I never think it got really warm there. You worked like a dog cutting that wood and I helped. Later on when I got to be about the same age your were then I wondered how you ever did it.
Remember the drives on Saturday or Sunday afternoons? We’d all pile in the car and you would drive us up on Greenbush or some other back roads. We’d just wander through there, I wondered if you knew where we were going. Chris was afraid we were lost and in Vietnam or some other equally scary place. There are a lot of houses up there now and most of the roads are paved over. Not much gravel road any more but some days you can still get sort of lost.
Some days we would go over by the fire tower and have a picnic. Us kids would wander around up there and enjoy ourselves. Those were pretty good times and I’ll bet they cost almost nothing.
You’ve only been gone a few years but it does seem like a long time now.

Mare’s Nest

I’ve been following the Mare’s Nest articles in the Cobleskill Times Journal lately and really enjoying the articles in there. A few weeks back Patsy Nicosia spoke about mowing the lawn and what an annoyance some of the features on the newer tractors can be.
Her comments on being able to get right up danger close to things with the smaller mower were good. I look forward to seeing more of the articles. Its a shame they don’t allow these to be viewed online, they might reach a larger audience if they were available.

Mare’s Nest

I’ve been following the Mare’s Nest articles in the Cobleskill Times Journal lately and really enjoying the articles in there. A few weeks back Patsy Nicosia spoke about mowing the lawn and what an annoyance some of the features on the newer tractors can be.
Her comments on being able to get right up danger close to things with the smaller mower were good. I look forward to seeing more of the articles. Its a shame they don’t allow these to be viewed online, they might reach a larger audience if they were available.