Grandpa Louis says . . . .

As a group writing assignment, I asked the kids to call out things that first came to mind when thinking of Grandpa Louis.  On our chalkboard, I wrote . . . . . .

bolos

balloons

Klondikes

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But our chalkboard was mostly filled with Grandpa’s words . . . . . . .

“I got a bone in my leg!”  said as a general exclamation

“Surely goodness and mercy will follow me all the days of my life . . . . . . . . . . . . .

           and never catch up with me.”

To a grandkid after delivering a thump on the head, “That’s a ripe watermelon.”

To the waiter at a restaurant, “I’d like some unsweetened water.”

Usually to a grandkid, “Who told you that you could breathe my air?”

After a group singing, “I don’t know why everyone can’t sing in the same key as me.”

To his donkey, Jack when he is braying, “You’re just a dumb jackass;  you’re not a human being.”

“Pull up a chair and sit on the floor.”

“Stay out of them places.”

When the work requires throwing things or when shoveling manure, “Open your mouth so it won’t hit you in the face.”

Singing to himself  “Oh they tell me of an uncloudy day . . . “