Grandpa Dixon

Every January, I wind up thinking about Grandpa Dixon. It's sort of his month, I suppose, since the 23rd was his birthday, and the 7th was the day he passed away. I always feel like I don't know as much about him as I should, but cleaning out his house after they had lived there for over fifty years taught me a thing or two.

1. They kept almost everything they ever owned since they were married (including food storage, which was rather interesting.)
2. He was resourceful. And talented.
3. He loved my grandma.

PS - Why couldn't grandma have saved those shoes and coats?!!! I want them!!!!!!!!!!!!!!






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