Damp Peculiar Weather, Milking Cows and Ancestry
Date: 1/28/2021 Dad Joke : A grenade thrown into a kitchen in France would result in Linoleum Blownapart. (That is bad, but I like it as a “historyophile”.) Random Thoughts on a Passing Scene: It was so icy this AM from dew, humidity and generally damp peculiar weather that I had to abort my early AM walk. I simply was slipping with every step. And, the fog was thicker than pea soup. When I wrote “damp peculiar” above, I immediately thought of my Grandfather Avender. In our entire time together (and we did spend a lot of time together doing farm chores), I only heard him cuss once. This was when a Holstein heifer, learning to be milked, kicked the milk pail over, knocking my Grandfather back, him getting swatted by a tail to add further insult, etc. At this point, a German expletive that clearly had something to do with “God” was heard. However, always with a twinkle in his eye and a slight smile, he liked to find occasion to say that the weather wa