HDRider
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I was back in Arkansas last week, maybe you saw my crawfish posting. I was there to do some fencing around a pond. I want to tell you about the fellow that did my fencing. He did another pond for me last year. He is a fence artist, and 70 years old. There begins my story.
Seventy years old, slim, fit, smokes and works like a mule, six days a week. He said he fenced every day for the last two years after he lost his other "real" job as a caretaker for a large cemetery. This guy worked circles around me, which isn't saying much as I have been behind a desk for the last 35 years and it ain't been kind to my stamina.
He said he has done fencing for over fifty years. Did I say he is a fence artist?
He takes care of his 90 year old mother, and took care of his father who was 16 years older than his mother, who was sickly in his later years and died in the mid-90s. The guy strikes me as honest as he can be, and I am pretty good at reading people. He saves his money, drives a truck that would have won the truck bed contest on CT, hands down. It is mid-80s F250 4x4, beat to heck. His get around car is a little truck. I think it was a little Chevy. Point is, he is frugal, works hard and saves his money. He has never been married, but has adopted (sort of) a daughter of a lost love. He plans to leave his estate to her.
Speaking of his estate, let's just say it is substantial, and baby he did not inherit anything but a heck of a work ethic.
I worked along side him all that week. The guy so impressed me, I had to share. Can't say for sure, he might clean up good, but won't win a beauty contest as is.
I will confess one little oddity. He carries on a heck of a conversation with his dead father when he doesn't realize someone can hear him, and he is hard of hearing.
I meet phonies, posers and pretenders all day, every day. It felt good to meet someone this real.
Seventy years old, slim, fit, smokes and works like a mule, six days a week. He said he fenced every day for the last two years after he lost his other "real" job as a caretaker for a large cemetery. This guy worked circles around me, which isn't saying much as I have been behind a desk for the last 35 years and it ain't been kind to my stamina.
He said he has done fencing for over fifty years. Did I say he is a fence artist?
He takes care of his 90 year old mother, and took care of his father who was 16 years older than his mother, who was sickly in his later years and died in the mid-90s. The guy strikes me as honest as he can be, and I am pretty good at reading people. He saves his money, drives a truck that would have won the truck bed contest on CT, hands down. It is mid-80s F250 4x4, beat to heck. His get around car is a little truck. I think it was a little Chevy. Point is, he is frugal, works hard and saves his money. He has never been married, but has adopted (sort of) a daughter of a lost love. He plans to leave his estate to her.
Speaking of his estate, let's just say it is substantial, and baby he did not inherit anything but a heck of a work ethic.
I worked along side him all that week. The guy so impressed me, I had to share. Can't say for sure, he might clean up good, but won't win a beauty contest as is.
I will confess one little oddity. He carries on a heck of a conversation with his dead father when he doesn't realize someone can hear him, and he is hard of hearing.
I meet phonies, posers and pretenders all day, every day. It felt good to meet someone this real.