so the other night i wrote this whole blog and then i apparently got distracted by a shiny object and forgot to post, so it’s taken a few days for me to get the strength back to write it again. here’s what i remember.
ok, so about 3 weeks ago my mom and i visited my grandfather in texas. dude is 92, blind since age 40, lives alone, and at all times has his checkbook completely balanced in his head. he’s amazing. granted, it’s an unappealing part of the country to visit (sorry kenny) but i do enjoy the family connection. we got some great video of him telling stories about himself, his life and our family and i gotta say – i always enjoy those things b/c it gives some great insight into who i am and who our family is and it gives mad points to the “nature” side of the “nature vs. nurture” conversation.
for example, i knew that he wasn’t super educated – he only completed the 8th grade. i didn’t know that he took a civil service exam and an exam to become a steel worker and, without ever having been to high school, got the top score of his class. the man is bright. he still keeps up with current events, “watches” rock hudson & doris day movies, listens to music and daily listens to a portion of the Bible on CD. he rocks.
the place where he lives, however, does not. he lives in a place that i affectionately refer to as “ass crack,” texas, although if you look on a map it would say “brazoria.” time seems to have forgotten this land of moss and ammunition, and the residents have no objection. let me give you the highlights of our trip to the grocery store:
1. the small produce section was in a very dark back corner, but there was a very well-lt, prominently featured beer section
2. there was no organic food to be found
3. there was a large section of fishing equipment, and no sea food.
4. no bottled water section
5. there was a large portion of the “baking stuff” aisle devoted to myriad kinds of corn meal. i had no idea.
6. the best part of the whole place was a glass display case at the front of the store with 3 shelves. the bottom shelf had medical feminine stuff. the middle shelf had various types of ammunition. the top shelf had new dvd releases for rent. seriously.