“Common sense is genius dressed in its working clothes.”
Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803-1882)
This wisdom describes my grandfather almost perfectly. He was a man of few words. What he did was nothing but pure genius. He had an eighth grade education but had the most common sense of anyone I know-short of my husband, the Silver Fox. He was a share cropper in Nebraska. He raised his family on a couple of farms, taught himself diesel mechanics, was a hard worker and was a wonderful grandfather to me and my siblings.
The man could fix anything. He completely supported himself and my grandmother in his later years by buying broken mechanical things at garage sales, fixing them, and selling them for a good profit. He was the original reuse, repurpose, recycle man. Most farmers were. I have gotten many of my best repurposing ideas from his quirky inventions.
My work ethic definitely came from both of my grandparents. I am grateful to have spent so many summers in Nebraska with them even though it felt like torture sometimes to a squirrelly teenager. Some of my best childhood memories come from those times.
. My love for gardening and digging in the dirt, my
obsession love of old, rusty farm equipment, and my super thriftiness definitely came from him and my mother.
In the near future I will share with you some of the nifty thrifty tips and projects I have with him in mind. You will love and laugh at his quirky genius! Put your working clothes on, get ready for a dusty, dirty, paint-crusted, flour coated but most of all, fun adventure!