My sister was at my dad's yesterday and overheard dad and one of his best friends talk about the old days.
If you remember from a previous post that dad has been a man of few words all his life then the fact that she even got to listen in on his memories was a rare event for all of us.
How my Father's family got their first TV.
Dad's mom died when he was just a baby and he was raised by his granddmother whom we called Granny.
When dad was about nine he and his older sister acquired, in his dad's marriage, two stepbrothers, one
stepsister, and a farm with lots of acres. My grandad was a farmer all his life. He lived and breathed the rich
Oklahoma soil and expected and taught his children to the same. Some of my favorite memories are the lazy
Sunday summer afternoons with my cousins swinging on the tree swing he put up just for us while eating
watermelon from his garden. Grandad loved to laugh and talk at the same time and honestly I could never
understand a word the man was saying.
When dad was 16 he and his stepbrother presented to their father the idea of buying a television. This was
1951 in rural eastern Oklahoma and was a very bold move to even ask the question. Grandad mulled
it over for a few days and then called the boys out to a 5 acre patch of land and told them:
"You boys see this land? Whenever planting time comes I want this 5 acres to be planted with corn. I want
this garden to be beautiful. If you can make this 5 acres of corn grow and keep it tilled and without weeds
when harvest comes I will take ALL the money we get from selling it and buy you a television.
Dad and Uncle Richard proceeded to pour their hearts into their 5 acre garden, worked it every day until
it was what grandad expected it to be, and when harvest came they presented perfect ears of corn to be sold.
Grandad did keep his word and they became the first family in the area to own a television. In 1951 dad and
all the area families got to watch their favorite boxer, Rocky Marciano, score a first round knockout on their
What are your thoughts on the moral of this story?