Another PSF about flowers, except today's flowers are special. This PSF is about my Grandfather and the living memory he left behind.
My Grandfather spent most of his working life as a mechanic for Cadillac. He always seemed to have a hint of the smell of car oil on him. Probably because it was ground into his hands and forever stained his nails.
He worked on cars back when they were all as big as boats and had curb feelers.
I'm not sure if my Grandpa loved his job, but I do know he missed going to work once he retired. He often told us of the time that Elvis Presley was visiting San Diego and stopped in to have his car serviced.
He said that there was a coke bottle rattling around in the back seat of his Caddy and that my teenager mom was so mad that he didn't swipe it for her.
I may not have know if he really loved his job........but one thing I do know is that he loved gardening, and he had one major green thumb. He had a vegetable garden, fruit trees, nut trees, orchids and container plants too numerous to mention.
When he passed away at the age of 87 his garden has shrunk quite a bit, but his orchid collection survived. This orchid is from his collection.
We may not have my silly Grandpa around anymore but each spring we are reminded that he was once a big part of our lives.
Happy Birthday Grampi!
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