LadyFish
Admiral
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Spending the summers on the lake with my grandparents exposed me to many strange things. <br /><br />My grandfather had a way about him we affectionately referred to as "tighter than bark on a tree". He was a master at inventing something from nothing and just making things work. I used to go to the dump with him and watch him pick through the junk and sure enough, we haul something trashy back home and he would make it into something beautiful. Grandpa was a great man, way ahead of his time when it came to exercise too. He walked 20 miles a day in 10 year old sneakers. He took the tread off of old tires and epoxied them to the sole. I used to make fun of them and he'd tell me, "what are you laughing at? they're good for another 20,000 miles".
<br /><br />Well, Grandpa also used to rent wooden row boats. Us kids would have to reseal and paint them every year. I can remember the old cinder block anchors and when he ran out of them, he would fill old paint cans with cement and tie a rope around the handle for anchors.<br /><br />At $2 a day to rent the boat, the patrons didn't seem to mind a bit. 