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re: I really wish I had listened more to the stories the old folks told, Let’s share some
Posted on 6/1/22 at 8:00 am to fr33manator
Posted on 6/1/22 at 8:00 am to fr33manator
Love my Grandfathers stories. He was the youngest of 9 and weighed 2.5lbs at birth. Only sibling born in a hospital, didn’t have electricity until he joined the navy.
Still kicking and just had his 94th in May 14. He wrote memoirs of his time growing up, I’ve also got some cassettes of him and all his siblings (when they were still alive) reminiscing on the old times. He also wrote out a little over 300 country quotes.
Two of my favorites involved their mule. Got into the sour mash and got drunk as a skunk. The other time Grandaddy was riding him to the creek but had a tube around his waist. Something spooked the mule and he bucked, well every time he’d come back down the tube would whack him in the butt and just get him more riled up.
Still kicking and just had his 94th in May 14. He wrote memoirs of his time growing up, I’ve also got some cassettes of him and all his siblings (when they were still alive) reminiscing on the old times. He also wrote out a little over 300 country quotes.
Two of my favorites involved their mule. Got into the sour mash and got drunk as a skunk. The other time Grandaddy was riding him to the creek but had a tube around his waist. Something spooked the mule and he bucked, well every time he’d come back down the tube would whack him in the butt and just get him more riled up.
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Posted on 6/1/22 at 8:06 am to fr33manator
Ok, I’ll bite. Mom and Dad were 22 and 18 and Dad was trying to find a better paying job since he was a part time cook at a restaurant on Airline Hwy…. He was nicknamed Cookie and the shortened version of “Cook” stayed with him his entire life. He would be 100 today….RIP Dad.
They were down to their very last dollar and they were in church for the Sunday Catholic Mass. when the collection plate came around my Dad fished out his last dollar, looked at Mom and nodded, then put that dollar in the plate. They prayed for their needs.
On Monday he and 3 others piled into a car and went job searching, stopped in Norco, La. and walked into a gas station to get a pack of gum to share.
An older lady walked up to Dad and asked if he was Cook and asked what was he doing there. When he said he was job hunting she took his name and a telephone number of his Dad’s house because she was sure he could get a job with Shell Oil Refinery since she knew a higher up real well.
He got a call 2 days later and began work at the Norco refinery. He never missed a mass after that and even volunteered time at the church to help do whatever they needed.
Mom told me this after Dad passed. He hadn’t shared the story with us kids but the explained the importance he placed on being a good person and having faith in God.
They were down to their very last dollar and they were in church for the Sunday Catholic Mass. when the collection plate came around my Dad fished out his last dollar, looked at Mom and nodded, then put that dollar in the plate. They prayed for their needs.
On Monday he and 3 others piled into a car and went job searching, stopped in Norco, La. and walked into a gas station to get a pack of gum to share.
An older lady walked up to Dad and asked if he was Cook and asked what was he doing there. When he said he was job hunting she took his name and a telephone number of his Dad’s house because she was sure he could get a job with Shell Oil Refinery since she knew a higher up real well.
He got a call 2 days later and began work at the Norco refinery. He never missed a mass after that and even volunteered time at the church to help do whatever they needed.
Mom told me this after Dad passed. He hadn’t shared the story with us kids but the explained the importance he placed on being a good person and having faith in God.
Posted on 6/1/22 at 8:18 am to fr33manator
My maternal grandfather is an army vet. He doesn't talk much about his time in the service, generally, but when he does he always brings up being stationed in Alaska. I think he loved it there.. I know he was stationed in Vietnam temporarily, but he doesn't bring that up much. He was an MP, though in a drunken rant he'll say that is a cover and he was in intelligence so 
. He was also a police officer for 27 years so he has good stories there. This is my last living grandparent.
My paternal grandfather wasn't much of one to spin tales. He had a very drunken and abusive father, grew up dirt poor on a small farm in Prairie Ronde. I think he preferred to not think about that part of his life. He did, however, very much love bad jokes. Boudreaux and Thibodaux jokes were his biggest thing.
. He was also a police officer for 27 years so he has good stories there. This is my last living grandparent. My paternal grandfather wasn't much of one to spin tales. He had a very drunken and abusive father, grew up dirt poor on a small farm in Prairie Ronde. I think he preferred to not think about that part of his life. He did, however, very much love bad jokes. Boudreaux and Thibodaux jokes were his biggest thing.
Posted on 6/1/22 at 8:27 am to Hulkklogan
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My maternal grandfather
Mine was a drunk. My other grandfather passed when I was only three. Never got to know him. My dad and I had a few conversations of "back then" but he passed when I was 41. I still had a lot of questions to ask him that ended up going unanswered.
A downvote?
Sorry you can't handle the truth junior.This post was edited on 6/1/22 at 8:39 am
Posted on 6/1/22 at 8:27 am to Yewkindewit
My wife's grandmother was teen/20 when Germany occupied France in WWII. Like most of her generation she didn't talk about it much but her father owned a restaurant. She talked of the fear of walking home at night, hiding in doorways and dark alleys if she saw a Nazi soldier, the fear of being assaulted or raped. Her boyfriend and eventual husband was in the resistance.
My mom and dad grew up on dirt farms in CELA. They've talked about life before electricity or indoor plumbing. Coming home from school and having to go out in the cotton fields.
I agree with the OP. I wish I had asked more questions. Now it's too late.
My mom and dad grew up on dirt farms in CELA. They've talked about life before electricity or indoor plumbing. Coming home from school and having to go out in the cotton fields.
I agree with the OP. I wish I had asked more questions. Now it's too late.
Posted on 6/1/22 at 8:28 am to Shunface
On my dad's side my grandfather grew up poor, when he married my grandmother, they lived in a dirt floor shack. He was considered the black sheep of the family by my grandmothers' family and his own. His mother died of blood poisoning before he was a teenager, and his stepmom wasn't too kind to him. The kids she had with my great grandfather got treated better than he and his sister.
My dad was born in that dirt floor shack and when he was around 5 or 6 years old an uncle died and he left everything to my grandpa. This included a large sum of money and several lots downtown W. Monroe. There was once a bar there my uncle owned that burnt down. This really pissed off my aunts and uncles because they were left out of his will. My grandpa bought 85 acres of land and built a house. For the first time they had running water, indoor toilet and AC. They were actually well off for those times.
My grandpa was police juror for years, he had a sawmill and a gas station. But when he died about all he had was his house and land, he never did anything with the lots in W. Monroe.
I have more stories about him, like how he didn't like the Free Masons and a cross was burned in his front yard because he had a black man working for him.
I didn't get to really know him that well but I spent a lot of time there, he died when I was 9 and my grandmother died a few months after he did.
My dad was born in that dirt floor shack and when he was around 5 or 6 years old an uncle died and he left everything to my grandpa. This included a large sum of money and several lots downtown W. Monroe. There was once a bar there my uncle owned that burnt down. This really pissed off my aunts and uncles because they were left out of his will. My grandpa bought 85 acres of land and built a house. For the first time they had running water, indoor toilet and AC. They were actually well off for those times.
My grandpa was police juror for years, he had a sawmill and a gas station. But when he died about all he had was his house and land, he never did anything with the lots in W. Monroe.
I have more stories about him, like how he didn't like the Free Masons and a cross was burned in his front yard because he had a black man working for him.
I didn't get to really know him that well but I spent a lot of time there, he died when I was 9 and my grandmother died a few months after he did.
Posted on 6/1/22 at 8:29 am to fr33manator
Thanks FR. I do have a much older cousin that maybe I haven’t asked. I’ll ask him. And no to all your questions,not even certain it was poetic. I was like 6 years old.
Posted on 6/1/22 at 8:42 am to fr33manator
My great grandfather was a part of WWII. He died when I was young and never got to talk to him about it. I've looked all over to try to find information about it but can't find anything.
I wish I'd had been a little older and gotten to ask him questions about it. Those generations of men are very interesting and I'm curious if he'd even sit for a minute to talk. He was a bit of a hard arse.
I wish I'd had been a little older and gotten to ask him questions about it. Those generations of men are very interesting and I'm curious if he'd even sit for a minute to talk. He was a bit of a hard arse.
Posted on 6/1/22 at 8:43 am to TigerOnTheMountain
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Mingo doesn’t count. No one likes him.
I like Mingo.
I think its hilarious how much he riles yall up.
Posted on 6/1/22 at 9:45 am to Shunface
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He also wrote out a little over 300 country quotes.
I would love to read some of these, could you share some?
Posted on 6/1/22 at 11:01 am to Hangit
If it happened dur to the fort Polk expansion, leesville ?has a memorial set up for those families. It may be fort Polk, not leesville. But that make a big deal of the descendants visiting
Posted on 6/1/22 at 11:45 am to vuvuzela
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Sturgill simpsons song, “pan bowl”, really captures the spirit of the folk arts and tales of older times. Highly recommend it if you haven’t given it a listen before.
Just listened to it. Great song. I love that simple storytelling style of song
He Walked on Water is another good one
Also Cowboy Bill
Posted on 6/1/22 at 11:55 am to Odysseus32
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I think its hilarious how much he riles yall up.
You have extremely low standards.
Posted on 6/1/22 at 12:06 pm to TigerOnTheMountain
My grandfather had an old shotgun... He always used to say that he got it during the war, when guns were scare and it didn't even work. He got it working.
Funny thing though.. When he said he got it during the war... I knew he didn't mean Korea, Vietnam... I knew exactly what he meant.
His brother (my great unkle) was drafted, but then was undrafted because he was a farmer and he was more valuable to the war effort by staying home said the Army.
Not much WWII stories from my side of the family. But when I was a kid I used to listen to War stories from an old Man named Mutt... He served from N Afika through ITaly. Said he had a German Officer surrender to him and gave him his Luger. In a cave on a mountain..
Funny thing though.. When he said he got it during the war... I knew he didn't mean Korea, Vietnam... I knew exactly what he meant.
His brother (my great unkle) was drafted, but then was undrafted because he was a farmer and he was more valuable to the war effort by staying home said the Army.
Not much WWII stories from my side of the family. But when I was a kid I used to listen to War stories from an old Man named Mutt... He served from N Afika through ITaly. Said he had a German Officer surrender to him and gave him his Luger. In a cave on a mountain..
Posted on 6/1/22 at 1:17 pm to WWII Collector
You are an excellent storyteller in your own right. I love your threads, they tell the stories of those who did not grow old.
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