Friday, September 28, 2012
ALL HAIL THE WORKING MAN
My son Tandy is a printer by trade working both as a press operator and a salesman. (Primarily a loving single father of three and a hardworking school volunteer.) He was never trained in the field of mechanics but has always been able to take things apart and put them back together (with only a few left over parts.) He did manage to keep a junk car (purchased for $100) running enough to get him to and from college for two years
For a couple of years now he has been following directions from Ron plus doing research on the internet to fix our backhoe. (Notice I say "our" backhoe because you may remember that Ron gave it to me for Valentines Day one year.) This work has been done on weekends as time and weather has allowed.
Now the backhoe is up and running and Tandy is enjoying learning the art of operating it. Last weekend he dug trenches around two dead trees and uprooted them. We always pay him for his work to cover his expenses and time away from home. This last time Ron said he believed Tandy had such a good time playing in the dirt he probably should pay us.
I do have to point out another amazing thing about my son. He hated getting his hands dirty as a child and would finger paint in pre-school with one finger and then demand to immediately wash his hands as soon as the required painting was complete. Now he is a pressman in a print shop with permanent inked hands, and as a greasy "volunteer" Diesel mechanic.
(Tandy's 42nd birthday is coming up and it has truly been 42 years of love and amazement from the moment of his birth.)