Rascal Flatts for the song for the day…Change it up a bit. For all who left because they thought something better was out there, better than family…
“G” is for my Grandpa Pl. He was the Matriarch of the Pl family. He was the father of 7, 6 boys and 1 girl my mom…I think he immigrated to this country from Ireland. I know his father did. I didn’t know much about my Great Grandfather.
Grandpa Pl was the grandfather to many kids. Here’s one of the pictures of all of the cousin’s.
Grandpa P is down in front with Grandma P. I’m up in the middle in the red, white and blue striped shirt with the pigtails. We have lost a few of the cousins along the way. But a lot of us still keep in touch with each other and have such fun sharing stories from the past.
During the summer months the parents use to drop all of us off at Grandpa & Grandma’s farm in Wisconsin. She had absolutely no trouble handle the lot of us. She was a pro and so was grandpa. Every Sunday morning everyone tried to wake up to go to early mass with Grandpa because after mass he would take whoever got up to go to mass and he would take them down to the local diner and they could fill up a bag of penny candy. As much as they wanted. Grandma was against going to mass on Saturday evening because it wasn’t the same. She was an old school, little Italian Catholic, and it just wasn’t right. Unless of course it was the Easter Vigil Saturday night mass so she could get rid of all of the kids for a couple of hours to do her baking for Easter morning. We finally caught on to that trick.
Some of my best memories were spent on the farm in the summer with my grandparents. I am proud to be part of this group. I know my grandparents to this day have an effect in my life. I learned so much from them. Family, life and legacy…Hard work and the simple things in life are really the best. I know how to live w/o running water, using an outhouse and bathing in the creek, grocery shopping in their garden for our veggies and all of us use to ask every morning is this real milk (bought in a grocery store) or is this from the cows ??? They were a positive force in my life for good and I learned a lot about not quitting !!! Being a city girl but spending my summer’s up on the farm was a memory I will cherish forever. At summer’s close we would have a big family reunion and the parents would gather up their kids and go home till next year. We all had a handful of blessings and heart full of love knowing we were part of such a special group of people. It was something special being part of that family ❤ I love you family and I know grandpa and grandma are watching over us all. Blessings bloggers & my cousins who maybe read my blog ❤ Have a great weekend