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.