Some random thoughts and observations about life here and elsewhere
Friday, November 27, 2015
My Grandfather WW1 (and a tired bee)
LAMBERT ANTONIUS FRIEDERICH 1899 - 1965
Riding an Indian MC during the first world war.
In the Thanksgiving spirit, I thank him for the bridge over Muddy Creek.
The old one was built of logs long ago and finely gave out from the weight of a cement truck, dropping said truck in the drink. Grandpa (on my mother's side) engineered a more modern bridge for my father using steel I beams and concrete.
Getting the last nectar from the last of the asters