Silent Monday

The grandfather of a very close neighbor passed away yesterday and is going to be buried today.

In the words of manfriend:  part of the man he is today, he owes to him.   He was the first person to employ him, in a milking farm, when he was a boy.

Manfriend had the honor of seeing him one day before his passing and is spending the day today saying goodbye.

I’m skipping Dancing Mondays today to make a space for Don Turin’s legacy;  may his love for the land live on and his teaching of hard work never be forgotten.

Rest in peace.   I hope you meet my grandfather in heaven and have very long, pleasant conversations about tractors and cows.

With the wind.

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