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Observations from the Weekend 10/25/15

My mom and I go see my grandparents (her parents) once a month in rural Tignall, Georgia. Our trips are always fun as she and I get to talk, bond, and catch up.

Saturday morning after breakfast, my grandparents, Moma, and I cleaned up and threw away some of Grandmama's years' long junk in my grandparents' storage house. I mean junk! I have no idea how all those old newspapers, empty boxes, and broken decorations accumulated, but all four us got rid of a lot it.

Grandaddy and I hauled the throwaways on the back of his truck and took it to a nearby dumpster. After two hours of non-stop cleaning and heavy lifting, Grandaddy took the drive to the dumpster.

It was the longest ride he and I had together in at least six years. When I was college, I would visit my grandparents whenever I could and go to church with him.

Graddaddy is an introvert. Typically he only opens up in one-on-one conversations.

Going to the dumpster and coming back, he and I rode with our windows down in his red Chevrolet pick-up truck that resembles Fred Sanford's on Sanford & Son. He's had it since 1968 and it still runs fine.

Because one-one-one's are usually when he talks, we talked.

Our conversation hit a real meaningful point when we began talking about the meaning of manhood. The details of our conversation will remain between he and I.

But, a special memory was created because it was the most we'd talked like that in a while. He shared a lot of wisdom with his 26-year old grandson.

His quietness makes him often misunderstood, but his wisdom is undeniable. He loves Grandmama (they've been married so long they've stopped counting). He loves his children, grandchildren, great grandchildren, his church and the LORD.

Grandaddy's love is shown by his actions- not so much by his words because he doesn't say much. Which brings forth the reality that actions speak louder than words.

I love my Grandaddy, Mr. Cartrell Freeman. We had a good time Saturday and that alone, made for a wonderful weekend!

Grandaddy and I headed to the dumpster. 10/24/15


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