Yesterday on Red Pine Mountain Mountain Woman invited bloggers to write something about special men in our lives. So, I have been thinking about this post for some time,... a post about my own father!
Below you see my father, on the left, sometime in the early 1950s working for the local power company. As you can see, it was when times were simpler. Note the wooden poles and cross arms. The power company was sold and consolidated with a large electric company. My father took his ability to climb poles and work on the wires to the local telephone company. Here again he's shown at the left in this photo. This was taken around 1957.
After he began to get a bit older and decided that he should no longer be climbing poles he went on to drive a school bus and then served as a local town highway superintendent. For a man who only graduated from high school he did well in his life and provided a good life for my mother and me.
This photo above is my favorite one of all the ones I have of my father. It shows him as I will always remember him. A man who loved his rural community, his Adirondacks, in his hunting jacket and cap... and his gentle smile. He and my mother had built a log cabin, and he was known as a woodsman. There was a saying years ago when he was still alive,... "you could drop him on any mountain top in the Adirondacks and he'd walk out in three days,... he could have done it in two days but he took the extra time just for the enjoyment of it!"
It's with great pride that I dedicate this post to my "daddy"... I will always love you, and I miss you terribly. You were solid gold.