Another rainy spring day in Iowa. Everything is so green and many shades of green like in Ireland. I always thought my grandfather settled in Iowa because he came from Ireland and Iowa must have reminded him of his homeland.
He was a farmer and I know he found satisfaction in farming and getting dirt on his hands.
He always had on overalls and he and grandma raised 9 children . He was so very proud of his family.. During the depression two of his sons went to northern Iowa to farm and when they lost thier farms grandpa lost his farm also and he never got over the loss. He died from a broken heart.
But he left a legacy of working hard to his family and we can all be proud of our Irish roots.
Friday, May 15, 2009
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