Like many people I some times wonder what has made me the person I am today, and like most people, who we are comes directly from our family. Over the next several weeks I will be writing about my family. I am talking about the people I was surrounded by at birth and through the early years. My parents, grandparents, sisters, aunts, uncles, cousins, etc. This is not some expose, but more of a stroll down memory lane. I remember the laughter and fun times that is really what shaped my personality. In some cases, my family may try and deny the influence they had on me, but too bad, this is my blog and this is my way of looking back. This should be fun and I invite my family to give their twists on my memory and I invite others to just remember the people that influenced them. I am going to do this starting with the oldest, which means my Grandparents.
I am starting with my Grandpa Lambert. Ed Lambert. Grandpa Lambert was tall and thin, yet his rough and weathered features belied his wit and humor. When I think of him I remember his laugh. It was the type that made you smile and laugh with him. He always had a "chaw" of tobacco or his pipe in his mouth. The empty Maxwell House Coffee can was beside his chair, to spit the tobacco juice into. So many times he would offer me a chew and my Grandmother would admonish him, which would lead to a gale of laughter from Grandpa. He always seemed old, probably younger then I am now. A side note here. If he seemed old, why don't I seem old now? He was constantly in motion. Most mornings he would start the day with ham or bacon and eggs. He ate all of the things that would clog my arteries now, but he lived well into his nineties. He worked hard which explains how he survived the food he ate. I guess one of the things I got from him is the ability to laugh hard and laugh frequently. There is so much more that he gave me and I will talk more about him as I introduce more of my family in future blogs. One thing is certain, I think of him often and have missed him for years.
