Thursday, August 9, 2018

The Sandwich

As spring came Daddy decided to fence in our field across the road from our house and the several acres of woods that we had. In order to make the fence he first needed to make fence posts. A farmer right next to the school house had lots of fine locust trees just perfect for what Daddy was looking for to make fence posts. He was planning on clearing them away in order to make more cropland anyway and told Daddy if he gets them cut and hauled away within a certain time frame he can have how ever many he needs.

Daddy decided to ask a neighboring family if one of their boys could come help him so he could get it done faster. Much to my dismay he hired LV's brother Melvin. I would be sitting at my desk in school everyday and see Daddy and Melvin pass by with load after load of freshly cut locust posts. I couldn't figure out why it bothered me so much that Melvin was working for Daddy except that Melvin's family was so far above our league that I was always uncomfortable around them and with all the things I had endured from LV the previous school years I knew that Melvin was probably secretly making fun of Daddy and the very thought that he would do that gave me a sick feeling.

As the days passed Daddy seemed to enjoy working with Melvin and would often have stories to share at the supper table of their days accomplishments and the conversations they had. I was beginning to think everything was going to be alright even if he had someone from that family working for him.

But then one evening Daddy sat down at the table and as he was filling his plate he started chuckling and started telling us about his day. They had been on their way home with their last load of posts for the day and were beginning to get quite hungry. Since Mom always packed plenty of lunch for Daddy he reached into his lunch pail and got a sandwich and offered half of it to Melvin. As Daddy ate his, he watched out of the corner of his eye as Melvin carefully dropped the sandwich in front of the wheel when he thought Daddy wasn't looking.

I was absolutely horrified that Daddy would even think of sharing his sandwich. It had been made out of homemade whole wheat bread with thick slices of our canned hamburger. And I knew that Melvin's family always had white store bought bread with cheese or deli meats. I was sure that Melvin went home and told everyone else what an awful sandwich he had been offered and they were all probably laughing at us.

Daddy didn't seem concerned about that as he chuckled heartily that someone would think that Mom's delicious sandwich didn't look appetizing enough to even take a bite.


  1. I much, much, much prefer home made bread to store bought stuff. I have a wonderful onion and dill bread I make quite often, and The Squire loves it. I feel sorry for Melvin if he doesn't know what's good and what's not!

  2. I'd take homemade bread over store bought anyday!! That was Melvin's loss and mistake. Your Daddy was right to be amused by that.

  3. Your dad is reminding me and more of my father-in-law...which is a very good thing. Their sense of humor is much the same. :- )

  4. Oh wow! Poor Melvin doesn’t know what’s good and what’s not. 😉

  5. After not being able to access your blog for a few days I was happy to find out that I could today. One has to wonder what in the world happened.
    Your sandwich story is both sad and funny. Makes me wonder how you and LV ever developed a relationship!!

    1. Hackers are the worst! Thankfully someone contacted me to alert me to the problem. Apparently someone had managed to hack in and add some coding to redirect my blog to some weird page. It took me a little while to find the problem, but I was able to find and remove the offending coding, and things are back to normal now.

    2. Wow! I wondered what happened. my computer wouldn't even let me go there. Just waited a few days and tried it and it worked. I love your blog. So glad I found it.


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