Monday, May 25, 2015

Memorial Day 2015

Memorial Day 2015

 
As the day is coming to a close I have a whole new outlook on what it means.
 
I grew up in a Patriotic Family.  My dad was a Navy Veteran.  He wore his colors proudly. 



We learned very early to respect our flag, we stand when appropriate, we remove head gear, and we are quiet.  My kids also learned this very early, as well.  Being involved in Boy Scouts has given them the opportunity to be part of many flag retirements, raising and lowering the flag, and presenting the colors. They make me very proud with the respect they show. 

I, also, grew up understanding that my dad lost a friend in Vietnam, Danny Vandivier.  He didn't talk about it often but we were aware.  When I visited the Vietnam Wall in Washington DC I was able to find his name.  It made the occasion more special knowing there was some connection to this man, although I never met him, I knew his parents.

Being an employee at the VA for the last 7 years has taught me even more.  I have had the opportunity to work with many Veterans that have shared their stories with me.  Many of the stories are amazing, while others are heartbreaking.  I have learned so much though.

Mike's nephew would stop by our house from time to time and he would bring his friend with him.  It took me awhile to figure out the friend he brought was one of two!  The friends were twins, and generally only one was with him, Jordan or Nathan.  The twins lived close to us so if they were hungry they didn't hesitate to stop by for food.  It was not uncommon for them to be working on something and needed a tool.  They didn't hesitate to show up at late hours to work in the garage.  When Jordan joined the Marines we were very proud of him.  We sent him cards and little gifts to show our appreciation.  Although we didn't know him well we knew him enough to affect us when he went missing at sea on October 1, 2014.  It really put everything in perspective when he was not found.  Knowing someone changes things.  It changes the way you think when you hear of an active duty military passing.  You understand all the lives it touches.

Today Cole and I went to Sellersburg's Memorial Day Ceremony. It didn't occur to me that this was the first Memorial Day since Jordan passed until I saw his family there.  His sister, Brittany, gave a very powerful speech.  It made me cry (and in public).  Afterwards Cole told me that was an awesome speech!  It made me proud to know I have kids that understand so much.  They will always understand the ultimate sacrifice.  I also understand now as well.  I can only imagine the suffering Jordan's family has gone through but I hope they know that people cared about Jordan and will always remember him,  I am also proud of my hometown of Sellersburg and the way they remember those that have passed this Memorial Day.  RIP Jordan Spears.

Brittany Howard delivering her very moving speech today.



God Bless America.  I am proud to be an American.

Thursday, May 14, 2015

The Tractor

The Tractor

Growing up we always had this red tractor.  I never really thought about the origin of the tractor I just knew we always had it.  When dad died the tractor became something my son wanted to have.  I couldn't imagine what we would do with it.  I'm not really sure when it was last started, but I know it had been a few years.  Two new front tires were needed just to move it.  Conversations were taking place with their other grandpa that did not include me.  Finally they presented the idea to me.  Grandpa Knox wants to rebuild the tractor with us.  If it was beyond repair then it would be scrapped.  It really was an easy choice!  Fine, have fun.  Even though I didn't act excited I was, especially to see it run again and be used by my kids!  Four generations of use on one tractor!  Not too bad.

What is of most interest to me is the fact that my father in law wanted to do this.  He understood Cole's connection to the tractor and he wanted him to have it.  He put many hours into this project himself just to make it happen.  It was neat for me to see Hunter and Cole working with their dad and grandpa to restore the tractor


My Dad on the tractor in 1978 during the snow storm.
The tractor is a 1958 International Harvester

This is the tractor being loaded onto a trailer in 2014.
 
Hunter and grandpa tearing it apart.
 


More pictures of the tractor being taken apart.
 
 
This was the tractor in pieces.  To be completely honest I didn't have a lot of faith that it would ever run at this point! I don't have a mechanical mind so this was beyond words for me.
 
Cole and Grandpa greasing the fittings. Its almost ready to come home!
 

This will always be one of my favorite pictures for now on. Grandpa Knox teaching Cole to drive a tractor that was owned by his Great Grandpa Joe Yochem.


Cole and Grandpa showing off the finished project!  They were quite proud with themselves.  To be honest so was I.

 
 
Mike driving!  He also put a lot of hours into making this tractor run!
 
 
 
 
The tractor heading home from Leavenworth Indiana!
 
 
 

The new tractor arrived home to our garage! A few happy moment for Cole!



 
Thank you for what you did Sheldon.  It was very much appreciated The joy in my kids eyes is worth every penny we put into getting the tractor to run again!  Its a memory they will always have!  On top of that we have a tractor that works!