jeremiah

grandpa never really liked the name jeremiah, everyone just called him jerry. he was born somewhere around logan,ohio in 1913, from what he's said and what i heard his father was mean as a snake, spending the majority of his money on whiskey,gambling, and women. his father wesley inherited 22,ooo.oo dollars in 1919 when grandpa's mother died from the flu. wesley wasted that money and married a woman with six children, so along with his eight the mouths to be fed including grandpa was now 16. grandpa left home at the age of 17 and married my grandmother around 1931, grandpa and grandma had my father in 1935 and my aunt elizabeth ann in 1937, before and during he was building up his business the thornville elevator a local grain elevator and feed store. my grandmother was a very stick woman but would do anything for you, grandpa used to say "she's tighter than the bark on a tree," and she probably was, but she had a big heart. sometime in the 1960's grandpa bought the local hardware store located in thornville making my father manager of the elevator and grandpa manager of the hardware. in 1964 or 65 grandpa gave my dad money for the down payment on a new home in thornville (80 lakeview dr.) i'm not sure but i wouldn't doubt it, my aunt annie also had a home their. grandpa was always doing things like that, school board "local and county," lions club, masons,church(united church of christ). he seemed to always be giving but first to his family. as a smaller child we used to go on fishing vacations in canada grandpa, grandma, and myself,mom,dad, and the entire family and at times ann and her family. one memory i have is on the way home from elementary school in thornville my brothers and i would stop by the hardware and bum a quarter for candy or a hostess fruit pie. after high school my brothers brad and bruce went to college, betsy became a nurse, barbie moved off and married, and i "at least before my accident," worked at the elevator. grandpa seemed to be the most generous guy, he was always helping family monetarily, he even helped this one old drifter(bum), they called him picalo pete. grandpa,besides giving him money, he would allow him to stay in the basement of the elevator in the winter,"at times at least." grandpa and grandma were constantly fighting, or grandma was, she was stubborn as a mule, but grandpa loved her, they were sort of like jackie gleason was on the honeymooner's, they would argue but make up in the end and grandma was always "right." now i'm older grandpa died in 2006 grandma in 2001, i'm the next grandpa blackstone but i'll never be grandpa.

sara emily blackstone

gini and my number 2 child, a beautiful baby and child, frustrated by the amount of work she has at school but an excellent student, thank god she takes after her mother in the physical beauty department, but she's got my feet.

brent hamilton blackstone pg7

when gini,aaron and i were living in thornville in the mid 1980's to 1994 it was alright but it was beginning to change, then was when it was more noticable that the elderly resident's were dying off and the "granville-esk","stick in the butt" element was starting to occur. i can handle change but come on.so in 1994 was when gini,aaron and i moved to gini's families farm, her great grandfather had built the home and the barn, the house was alright but it did require quite a lot of work. my wife's father milks cows, and maybe or probably it's because of his age but he's a horrible farmer, but i help where i can.i've always enjoyed bailing hay, even as a small child when still in school i bailed for various farmers in and around thornville, farming is hot, often dirty work, that really doesn't pay very well but i love it,at times.

brent hamilton blackstone pg6

for several years all i really did was exercise and party(this was after becoming disabled), i did attempt going back to osu(newark) for awhile but the walking was pretty difficult, i soon tired of it. i think it was in 1982 brad(back from portugal), brad's girlfriend, luisa, and i rented an apartment at forest hills just outside of newark, it was alright i spent a great deal of time partying, i definitely wasn't a very good handicapper unemployed dude. i lived with brad and luisa till the spring of 1983 then i finally got a job at the licking county board on mental retardation and developmental disabilities and moved into an apartment in newark. the job was as a resident advisor at a group home taking care of a group of retarded guys, physically it was easy, but really not my cup of tea. later i met gini fell in love and got married, 9 months later aaron michael jeremiah was born, i was there for his birth and i swear when he arrived he smiled at me, no kidding. several weeks later mom said we could move into the house in foster manor in thornville, so we did. i quit the group home job and became a full time dad, i soon was required(because of my disability), to retake the driving test, because of my double vision i failed. home life was good, we didn't have much money, but we seemed to make it. in the early 1990's dad died of cancer while living in florida. i failed to mention that my mom and dad divorced in 1984,i really don't know exactly why but at the time my mom became mentally unstable, in the end she did end up with the house and i ended up back in thornville.i've always loved thornville, at least the way it used to be, when it was more of a farming community with the elevator and hardware and older folks who at one time were farmers, now the elevator has been sold and bulldozed out of existence the hardware is still around but who knows what it is this week, all the older folks have died off and thornville has become a stick in the butt Granville(hoity toity),but i guess you can't stop change.

late april

winter is over ,"already" it's extremely hot, but it's better than cold,snow,ice,and burning wood, i guess