August 22nd……“FARMING IS A GRIMY AND DIRTY BUSINESS. DID GRANDPA RUSSELL GET A CHANCE TO DRESS UP ON OCCASION? DID HE ENJOY SMELLING AND LOOKING GOOD FOR CHURCH AND FAMILY GATHERINGS”??
POEM – “My Dapper Dad” by N. Elliott Noorlun
A tiller of the soil, And animal’s care,
Gladly was my father’s trade,
But at the end of day, Work done HOORAY!!,
Overalls aside were laid,
Our hard working dad, Was glad, not sad,
Cause he knew it was time to go,
To shave and shower, With soap’s good power,
And let his handsomeness show.
With hairstyle combed, He’d glance in the mirror,
And giving “Old Spice” a splash,
Our good-looking Norski, That strong young buck,
Was ready and willing to dash,
Whether to church or family affair,
He won the ribbon “Best Dressed”,
And gladly passed Mom’s standard,
Given a kiss that he passed the test.
With his homburg hat, Jauntily worn,
Russ was easily a “Dapper Dad”,
We were all so proud, Of our Norwegian Pa,
Right down to this happy lad.
No matter how dirty, He’d get on the farm,
Dad could clean up in a wink for fun,
And out the door we’d fly, With this good-looking guy,
Made me proud to be, That farmer’s son!!! 😉