Story THE RUNAWAY
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RememberGoliad
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Ray sounds like .... well, ME. I've never met a creative process that I wasn't curious as a cat as to how to do it myself. I'm 56 years old and still a student of how to do and make and create, and am absolutely satisfied even with my failures, of which there are many....but it doesn't discourage me from learning from them.
My dad instilled that curiosity in me when I was very young. My first memories are of being in the farm shop and picking up a hammer and wandering around looking for some nails. (Dad said I was about 3 at that time.) Dad got a coffee can of nails off a shelf, went outside and found me a scrap of 4x4 that was soaking wet and soft and told me to get to it. I must've put a hundred nails into that foot-long piece of wood! Any time I'd ask him a question, he wouldn't go into an explanation, he'd stop what he was doing (unless it was a repair on a time sensitive piece of equipment that had to be back in a field NOW!) and say, "Let's find out," and proceed to show instead of lecture. I drove a grain truck around the farm by age 7, was welding by age 8, and somewhere in between that I was put on a 95hp tractor in the field. Always something new and interesting. (Never did worth a flip at laying off furrows, though....my mind was wandering to things I wanted to do in the shop when I got finished out in the field.) I sure miss that man.
I'm enjoying your stories immensely, Bid. The easy flow, the eminently readable quality of your writing (both mechanically and storytelling) just makes every addition an eagerly-awaited pleasure. Thank you!
My dad instilled that curiosity in me when I was very young. My first memories are of being in the farm shop and picking up a hammer and wandering around looking for some nails. (Dad said I was about 3 at that time.) Dad got a coffee can of nails off a shelf, went outside and found me a scrap of 4x4 that was soaking wet and soft and told me to get to it. I must've put a hundred nails into that foot-long piece of wood! Any time I'd ask him a question, he wouldn't go into an explanation, he'd stop what he was doing (unless it was a repair on a time sensitive piece of equipment that had to be back in a field NOW!) and say, "Let's find out," and proceed to show instead of lecture. I drove a grain truck around the farm by age 7, was welding by age 8, and somewhere in between that I was put on a 95hp tractor in the field. Always something new and interesting. (Never did worth a flip at laying off furrows, though....my mind was wandering to things I wanted to do in the shop when I got finished out in the field.) I sure miss that man.
I'm enjoying your stories immensely, Bid. The easy flow, the eminently readable quality of your writing (both mechanically and storytelling) just makes every addition an eagerly-awaited pleasure. Thank you!
