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by eCat » Tue Dec 13, 2022 9:08 am
when the family got together at Thanksgiving , this is the first one without mom, we're sitting around telling stories and my brother and sister told a story about the old man I had never heard.
He was a block/brick layer on the side to make ends meet when he wasn't doing construction, there are several places around the Paducah area that still stands today he built, the most famous I guess is Leighs Bar-B-Q.
Anyways, a man hired Dad to build him a foundation for a garage, Dad dutifully shows up, builds the foundation. On the last day he brings my brother who was about 10 or so with him, pays him a .25 an hour to clean up the job site. Dad goes up to the man and tells him he's done and would like to get paid whatever he agreed to.
The man tells him he doesn't have the money and won't have it anytime in the near future, Dad is just going to have to live with not getting paid until other people pay the man what they owe him.
I visibly winced when my brother said that because I know my Dad.
So after a few heated exchanges, Dad goes over to his truck, grabs a sledge hammer and starts tearing one of the foundation walls. The man freaks out, starts cursing at dad, Dad continues, at some point the man relents, begs dad to stop, says he will go to the bank and get the money but he needs some time. Dad's response is "I'll stop when I get paid".
So Dad gets paid, then the man pays dad to repair the damage he did to the foundation.
After that story, I told my wife - "now you have a little more insight into who I am, that's the man that raised me"
the funny thing is, I'm sure my brother, at the age of 10 was nonplussed by all of this, he's probably like - just another Saturday. We essentially lived in a Jerry Clower story.
I like the stinky pinky but only up to the first knuckle, I do not want a GD thumb up there--I've told her multiple times and I always catch her when she tries to pull a fast one---it's my butthole for Chrissakes I'm gonna know--so cut out the BS.