September 11th…….“GRANDPA, AS A LITTLE BOY ON YOUR FARM, THERE IN SOUTHERN MINNESOTA, DID YOU IDOLIZE AND SEE YOUR FATHER AS KIND OF A ‘SUPERMAN’?
POEM – “Super Farmer Russ” by N. Elliott Noorlun. Created 6.11.2013
In cartoon books and movie screens, The Super Heroes soar!
They exude such an amazing strength, Showing endurance all the more!
My farmer dad, that Norwegian lad, Was a Super Hero to me.
Cause on that farm, no matter the harm, His endurance was awesome to see!
There’s no sick leave or vacation time, There are no “Subs” to call,
Life is 24/7 on the farm, Come Winter, Spring, Summer and Fall.
Like the time Dad’s ribs were broken, I could hear his holler and moans!
Mom wrapped him up tight, and later that night, He milked while holding those bones.
Or the Winter when we lost power, In frigid blizzard conditions.
Dad milked cows by hand, till he just couldn’t stand, His pain-filled hand positions.
This father of mine was human, With frailties like all of us,
Yet for love of his family, and providing our needs, To us he was “Super Farmer Russ”!!!