Dear Uncle Ronnie & Cindy,
I don’t know how you made it a whole month, but you did. I’m
sure it was a month full of questions and companionship you weren’t quite
expecting.
I want to say thanks. Thank you for wanting Saimon to come. Thank you for wanting him to stay. Thank you for teaching him how to rake and bail hay,
how to count and feed cows and chickens, how to install gutters and vinyl siding, how to keep himself from getting kicked by the cows, how to grow watermelons and tomatoes and fruit trees properly, pick and shell purple hull peas,
inspect and mend fences, get ticks off the dogs and cows, how to peel
tomatoes for homemade tomato sauce, and how a rim coated in butter keeps the
water from boiling over.
Thanks for letting him drive the trucks, tractors, and the mule.
Thanks for letting him shoot at crows with the shotgun.
Thanks for teaching him silly jokes and sayings he laughs at every time he repeats them. Thanks for introducing him to “Alf” –his new favorite TV show. Thanks for picking up lunch with him right out of the garden.
Thanks for being patient with him on long drives and longer days.
I’m sure there are many more lessons and memories yet to be
told. But Saimon truly loved and enjoyed being with you and helping you work.
And we are so grateful he got to do that.
