Dad was always building something or fixing something.
Here he was building a lean to for the winter coal supply. It helped if the coal bin wasn't covered in snow when you brought the coal inside.
Dad with the eternal woodpile
Dad with Dusty when she was a kitten
Dad in his old green rocker.
I remember the day we found it.
Mom and Sue and I had gone to a flea sale in Vermont.
It was hard wood with an oilcloth covered cushion.
It was HIS chair!