Men Folk and Fire

What are these fellas up to on this past Memorial Day?

Only the coolest thing since sliced bread. They’re a weldin’. (Sorry, too much Tom Sawyer these past few months). And Yes, that is Soccer Boy with the sparks a flyin’.

Ever since I can remember Renaissance Man has wanted to learn to weld and then teach it to his boys. A right of passage, I suspect. Well, here he is learning with his boys. It’s a thing of beauty really. R Man finally has his shop to teach the boys ‘Man’ things. And what a ball they all had.

Thanks to R Man’s cousin Bob who teaches welding at the local community college, the boys had all the equipment they needed. Even their matching inmate welding jackets. Ain’t family grand? I mean really. When do you get to borrow 3 welding jackets, 3 welding helmets, 3 pairs of welding gloves, a welder, and some steel? When does that happen? God is good. Oh, and so is awesome cousin Bob.

And now it’s Music Man’s turn. His dad told him as soon at the musical was over, they’d learn how to weld. And oh boy, I’ll tell you, there was excitement in the air exuding from these men folk.

Now to check his handy work.

Hard to see in that dan-blasted sunshine. But mighty fine work it was indeed. The thrill these men got from permanently ‘gluing’ two pieces of metal together. They started looking around the shop for things to connect forever.

And well, they didn’t have to go too far. Our new ‘old’ truck was available with LOTS of work to be had. Will you look at that rust.? Hee. Hee.

Now, that’s what I call a bandaid. Way to go fellas. Only 263 more to go.

Oh, no. The Welding Zombie did not appreciate that last comment. Sorry, inmate #10. I mean, Zombie.

Inmate #10 appreciated the art of welding most. He and Renaissance Man ‘created’ this piece. If they hadn’t welded it to another plate of steel, I could have framed it. Now it’s just too dan-blasted heavy.

And there they are. There is pride on those faces. They did it. And they can’t wait to do more. Way to go, Dad. Way to fulfill your dreams and pass on somethin’ awful useful to the next generation.

So, what do you hope to pass on to the next generation?

 

By the way, Megan, this is what I call “Living and Learning”. Unschooling at its finest.

 

 

 

 

 

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I'm a stay at home chicken momma with 2 boys and a very understanding husband. In December of '09, we moved to our dream farm. I'm excited to try to become more self-sufficient. So far I have 1 rooster, 9 chickens, 2 goats (some babies on their way this spring), 1 llama, a dog, and a cat. Come along and join us, as we city-slickers figure out how to make our own homestead. You're sure to be entertained.
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8 Responses to Men Folk and Fire

  1. Dawna says:

    That is totally cool. Kevin has been wanting to learn and teach our boys too. When is Ron opening up his class to teach others? (major hint, hint)

  2. Stephanies says:

    How FUN is that? My man wants to learn how to weld also, I wonder if your boys ever break out the welding gear again, if you’d call him and our boy over to learn too????? ;o)

  3. kathleen says:

    Stephanie and Dawna, I’ll pass on the request to Renaissance Man and see what he thinks. I know he loves using his shop for useful things. 🙂

  4. Connie says:

    VERY fun post!! I grew up watching my dad weld EVERYTHING. He still does. Makes amazing things out of metal.

  5. kathleen says:

    Connie, That’s so cool! Does your dad live locally? It would be so fun for the boys to see some of his stuff.

  6. Joan Porter says:

    They really are from Mars aren’t they? What a great Martian “bonding” experience!!! I love the photos and can hardly wait to see what the truck looks like when they’re finished.

  7. bridget says:

    and why was Kathleen not playing too.

  8. kathleen says:

    Bridget,
    There are just some things that are for the men folk only. It’s more bonding that way. 🙂

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