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