Dad and me, about 1946-1948, picture was taken on our farm just north of Princeton, IL.
the one with the long lane to the county gravel road.
My dad was one of the best rifle shots in the state, he scorned the use of a rest or telescope sight. With a 22 rifle I have watched him drive nails into wood boards,
one time with a pump 25-20 I watched him knock a goose out of the air. At the local carnivals he would be barred from the shooting gallery's.
Honest as the day was long, didn't drink or smoke, would give you the shirt off your back if you needed it.
He was a avid fox hunter and we always had from six to a dozen fox hounds. To go out at night and listen to the hounds chasing a fox was one of Dads greatest hobbies.
Dad worked hard all his life as a sawmill man and at times he tried hard to be a farmer.
He was killed in a accident way before his time.
Dad on his steam engine, me standing beside wheel. Dad was mighty proud of this engine, he used it to power his sawmill for many years. this picture would have been taken 1938-1939. In 1946 Dad still had this steam stored in a neigbors barn
