According to a certain poster, we aren’t to call them old folks homes, assisted living homes, convalescent homes, or geriatric housing. What’s that Brit Sit Com? Waiting for God?
My gramps was my favorite person growing up:-) he would let us drive him to do his chores around his old farm when we were no older than 10, taught us to talk in pig Latin, told amazing stories about growing up in the mountains of South Central New Mexico, taught us how to shoot & hunt (he didn’t have any grandsons just a bunch of granddaughters) He passed away last year (he was in his early eighties)
Llewellenbruce over 14 years ago
You gotta stop hanging around Grandpa so much Nelson.
GROG Premium Member over 14 years ago
Well Fiddle-dee-dee, I LOVE IT!
Yukoner over 14 years ago
I love having my grandkids around.
kreole over 14 years ago
Just wait ‘till granpa says pull my finger…..
freeholder1 over 14 years ago
Walk like a gramp, talk like a gramp, Talk like a gramp my son.
freeholder1 over 14 years ago
MY old Kentucky folks home?
lewisbower over 14 years ago
According to a certain poster, we aren’t to call them old folks homes, assisted living homes, convalescent homes, or geriatric housing. What’s that Brit Sit Com? Waiting for God?
baggybut over 14 years ago
LOL Today :-)))
Jascat over 14 years ago
The time I spent with my grandpa (born in1883) were the happiest days of my childhood…
jtviper7 over 14 years ago
Oapl must be on a vacation… Haven’t seen her in days.
Wildmustang1262 over 14 years ago
Grampa Earl must be so proud of Nelson to learn how to say those funny words. :-)
hobbsfriend over 14 years ago
nelson,you can hang out with me too!you can learn 70’s funny words! lol
MurphyHerself over 14 years ago
@Jascat; my grandma was born in 1888 her the stories were SOOOo funny. I really miss her.
COWBOY7 over 14 years ago
Good one! LOL
KimberlyT over 14 years ago
This is so cute! I spent a lot of time with my Gramps growing up and so did my cousins, we picked up on a lot of his habits and mannerisms.
Frankie5466 almost 3 years ago
My gramps was my favorite person growing up:-) he would let us drive him to do his chores around his old farm when we were no older than 10, taught us to talk in pig Latin, told amazing stories about growing up in the mountains of South Central New Mexico, taught us how to shoot & hunt (he didn’t have any grandsons just a bunch of granddaughters) He passed away last year (he was in his early eighties)