"March 23 and 24, 1992: Quilted at the church in p.m.
March 24, 1992: Howard planted 36 hills of potatoes.
March 25, 1992: Arlene R. hlped me quilt.
March 27, 1992: Pinochle Club at Ida's. I won high prize."
Potatoes. Potatoes! Potatoes!! I wonder how many pounds of potatoes were planted in and how many pounds were eventually eaten from Grandpa's garden. Grandpa would sometimes count the potatoes from a hill when he dug them up. Well, when someone else dug and he stood and watched the counting. He would act all matter-of-fact when it seemed all were found but then another one showed itself. As if to say, "Of course there are more. These are my potatoes." But it was all a big act and great fun. I wish the greatgrands would have had more experiences with Grandpa and the garden.
Here's a photo of Grandpa, The Potato Stud.
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