Monday, February 26, 2024

More on Grandpa Fon

 My cousin Julie has been posting all these pics of my Grandma and Grandpa.  I have already posted some, but here are some others.  They are the best.  Theese are my Grandpa Fon.  He was the greatest.  He married my grandma at age 50 and had never been married.  


Now that I am older,  you kindof think about 50 year olds as kindof ornery and set in their ways and WHO would want to marry someone with Three kids.  I do think two of the kids were mostly gone but can't remember.  I know that my mother was still home.  






Wonder if this is his wedding.  Story goes that he had his last cigarette on the way  to the wedding and he never smoked again.  

One time he wanted me to drive him to Delta to get an Iced Tea.  Half way there, he decides we better not because Grandma would be mad.  We turned around and went home.  


He was the greatest to me.  He always told me that the best thing of marrying my Grandma is us kids.

Yep.  I didn't even think about him not having to like us because he always did.  


He wanted us to do the chores with him, drive the tractor and drive all his gas out, and we chased his cows.  He didn't like that because it made the meat tough. 

We knew we were such a help to him.  Now that I look back, he could have been so mean and ornery and told stella, hey, they are your grandkids so keep them out of my farm and off my tractor and truck.  AND out of my peppermints.  

Nope he couldn't have been better.  I remember when we stayed over at their farm in Delta that he would read me the funny papers in the morning on Sunday.  He would read Beatle Bailey and Blonde to me.  No one knows what the funnies were, but the were a comic strip that came with the sunday paper and he would read it.  He liked reading the paper.  He had to take his glasses off to read them.  Fun fact.



This is his Barn that we saw when we came to his house.  The wood frame is from the barn.  His house is the yellow one on the left.  One of his neighbors painted it and it is hanging in my mother's basement.  




That is me at the baby.  I was like 6 weeks old.  




Geneology sheet of him.  I think all of this is digital now.  I








1988


1911 
When they built the new house.  Look how fancy it looks.  It was adobe brick




From Oasis Ward Book of  Remembrance 1965.  Whatever that is.












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