I recall the day my Dad told me he thought I was old enough to start cutting the grass. I can’t recall my age but we were living in Scarborough, so I’m guessing I was 13. The big deal was that the lawnmower was gas-powered! So the risk of doing something dumb, like a teen…
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A photoshop project
I have been posting about my Grandpa Eastland and his business. Here’s a photo of how the office looked before it was torn down – considering that it’s been empty for many years I was always amazed that it was still standing, and even more amazed that across the street still stood the shed with…
My Grandpa Eastland
Writing this blog needs some help from Mom. While Grandpa Eastland knew and met me I was only a baby when he passed away at the very young age of 54. In fact, while I have no memory of him I find it interesting that I feel like I do know him. I grew up…
Hybrid Thoughts 