Grandpa Cyril & Grandma Elizabeth
Tending our vital relationships — what’s real. Sharing meals, smiles, stories and music. Growing together.
An excerpt from the previous post, Real Memory:
Grandpa Cyril was full of care. I remember him as a wondrous life force — a vivid energy — extensive knowledge and subtle insight.
He was a deeply sensitive person. And he was hard and strong, too.
He taught me how to put on my shoes and how to make fried eggs in a skillet; what it meant to be without food, and always preserving and respecting what we have; the importance of storing good resources…
…well-kept toolsets; collaborative intelligence; resilient systems…
…the power of listening and watching, absorbing all the details; the power of keeping notes, knowing, and remembering; the power of shared memory.
He taught me the beauty and utility of engineering and architecture; the advantage in steady, stabilizing infrastructure; the durability of a sturdy supply base.
Solutions that work and skills that make strength.
Grandpa Cyril and Grandma Elizabeth taught me about gathering people into a place and honoring family and community. Nourishing the roots we’re regenerating from.
Tending our vital relationships — what’s real.
Sharing meals, smiles, stories and music.
Growing together.
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