Pappy

Why in childhood and youth do we wish time to pass so quickly? We want to grow up so fast. Yet as adults we wish just the opposite? All the lessons you learn in childhood seem to come in waves. …There were struggles in my life; the dangers, toils and snares of my childhood. “[From that you learn that] loyalty and love are the best things of all and surely the most lasting.”—Willie Morris My dad’s father always had tired …

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4 comments on “Pappy

  1. armywife on said:

    Ron, you made me cry at work again. Thanks for sharing your heart. I will bring this home to encourage my son and future daughter in law.

  2. It’s clear that you were a journalist in the making, even in elementary school. Also, that you inherited a good chunk of integrity from your grandparents. Keep it up!

  3. Dan Downey on said:

    Great story with a strong message. Both of my grandfathers sounded much the same and made a big impression on me as a young boy and they helped to shape the character of what I stand for today.

    My wife and I have been blessed with four wonderful sons and I know that my Dad (their grandfather — Grandpa Mike) made a similar positive impact on my boys. His wonderful Irish spirit and his wonderful life stories made a strong impact on our four sons.

    My wife and I are “waiting” for the grandchildren so that hopefully I can one day do the same. Marriage and children seem to be coming later these days for this new generation. I will keep waiting as I guess I have no choice.

    Dan Downey (Playground Salesman and loyal reader of your column)

    Thanks, Ron.

  4. Barb Burkholder on said:

    Ron,
    You made the hair on my arms stand up again! You are such a compelling writer. I feel your joy and pain in each segment that you write about each week. Only a few are blessed to have this lovely gift of writing. I can remember my Dad/born in 1913 tell me that my Mom’s family did not suffer during the Depression because my Mom’s Dad was a scientist and head of the Botany Dept. at OSU. His Irish Catholic family did suffer because they lost their farm in Marysville, Ohio when my Grandfather/a successful farmer up to that point waited for the corn prices to go up and it didn’t happen , so my Dad went from a lush farm life in Marysville to the Irish Ghetto of Columbus, Ohio wearing potato sacks as he called them.

    My Dad’s family survived the misfortune and my Dad made a vow that all five of his kids had a college education. All 5 have undergrad degrees, 4 of the 5 have Master’s Degrees and 2 have Law Degrees. I couldn’t understand why my 3 degree Mom and Dad with 3 years of college but no degree were so demonstrative when I graduated from OSU-the 5th of 5 to obtain a college degree. My Dad never got to finish college after 3 years because he had to provide for his old parents. His Mom was 48 (change of life oops baby) when Dad was born and the other 6 siblings were all launched in careers. I get it 35 years later. At the time, I was embarassed that they were yelling and whooping it up in St. John’s arena. I graduated on my 25th birthday. Sadly, it took me a long time to understand the disappointment of my Dad not obtaining his degree when his wife had 3 degrees and a better life than he growing up. He had obtained the American Dream, he owned his home and he had 5 educated kids who wouldn’t have doors closed on them when we tried to better ourselves with a better job. One priest, One Principal/teacher, 2 Attorneys with teaching degrees and one Public Recreator! Amen. Barb Burkholder
    Keep the stories coming. I can’t wait for Fridays to read your articles each week.

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