The other day, my Grandmother Elly and I were cleaning out some papers and we came across a newspaper article about the shop my grandpa had opened in a nearby town. It stated that this was a machine shop with the most up-to-date in machinery! This was from 1975. Elly laughed when I showed her that. She said that the machines were old machines but that Grandpa had fixed them up real well.
I remember as a teenager in the 70's going with my parents and sister to work in that shop. We were making parts for a camera bracket that held flashes for doing up close photography. This was invented by my uncle and produced by his dad, my grandpa. There were many parts to make and they were made out of aluminum. I used the band saw to cut aluminum tubing, the drill press to drill holes/chamfer edges in the aluminum blocks and the stamp press to give the aluminum arms a flat end to attach to the camera. We would work whether it was hot or cold, smelling like oil, we used WD40 liberally whenever cutting the aluminum. We came together as a family to help my grandpa, help my uncle with his business. My uncle lived much farther away than us (more than two hours) so he never worked with us.
This picture of my grandpa with my niece was a common sight at the end of my grandpa's life. He was no longer able to drive to the shop but came out to the backyard shop to work on his perpetual motion machine each morning escorted so many times by this little girl. Grandpa graduated to heaven on New Year's Day 2004. I like to think of this picture as an example of those caregivers who walk alongside our caree to make sure they get to where they want to go safely, even if when it's in their own backyard.
Today, our humble belongings are packed inside that backyard shop, waiting for Grandma's journey here on earth to be complete and then we will move back to our home.
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