Tag: Dad

Insulator Adventures With Dad #3.

Dad managed to retrieve his glasses from the mud okay, but the frame was broken a bit.  Just cracked really.  Not too bad, I said, wiping the mud off.  Dad was still rubbing his head where the stick hit him.  Just a small crack… Continue Reading “Insulator Adventures With Dad #3.”

Insulator Adventures With Dad #2.

We didn’t hear a thing until it was right there, those rock cuts always seemed to block the noise of those trains.  But it startled dad this time and he slipped.  And was he moving down that embankment!  Right behind me.  No way I… Continue Reading “Insulator Adventures With Dad #2.”