Brad Nelson

The engine ran with a miss, but the truck was cheap, so I bought it. It was a Ford C-600, the old tilt-cab version, 1962 model, I think. It was two-tone yellow and black. I thought the engine was Ford’s venerable 292 C.I. Y-block V-8, but when we went for parts, we found out that it was the larger 332 C.I. engine.

Groundhog Day is the event on Feb. 2 of each year when, supposedly, the groundhog comes out of his burrow, looks around, and if there is enough sunlight for him to see his shadow, we are to expect six more weeks of winter weather.

“When you use a file to sharpen a knife, push it so you cut with the file moving away from the edge. When you use a sharpening stone, move either the stone or the blade so that the sharp edge of the blade moves toward the stone.”

I told the grandkids that their grandpa could fix anything except for a broken heart. Quite some time back, Dan’s oldest, Ashton, came to me with a broken toy. It was made of what we used to call “pot metal.”

A grandson and I were at a luncheon the other day. He found the dessert table before I did, and I had to threaten to confiscate his goodies to get him to show me where it was. The fellow who had been sitting across from me joined me at the dessert table.

Way back when typewriters were the hot deal for putting one’s thoughts on paper, the advent of the typewriter ribbon with a white correcting side was a miracle.