Hardworkers all around

My inlaws were here for the weekend. They came for my daughter's wedding shower. My husband and I and they were sitting around the table reminiscing. Talking about the days back when my father and mother in law and even my husband's grandma would come for an entire weekend, sometimes a whole week to help us out at the properties.

Oh the memories. Taking down an 80+ cottonwood tree, a 20
foot chiminey, loading junk on the old crappy truck lookin like the Hillbillies moving to Hollywood. Breaking up cement sidewalks, building porches, stairs; drywalling, painting, stripping woodwork, laying floors. There were days it was so hot we couldnt stand being around each other. Other days it was wet and cold. Some of my best memories of them is sitting together in the old brown truck, driving off somewhere to unload or load.

Poor Bernie! All the troubles he had with our old trucks; loss of brakes on the highway, breaking down on the highway, flat tires, shot alternator.
Love you Bernie.

There is no way we would have been able to get this far with our properties without their help. Such unconditional dedication they gave us. I wondered, how old were they when we were going so hard and heavy back than? Turns out they were the age we are now. How the heck were they able to do that? My husband and I for years now have struggled with this work. Course, he is doing physical work all day at his job, than comes home and works at the houses and of course all weekend. The body wears down lots faster that way I guess.

Love my inlaws and appreciate all that they have done for us and continue to do for us and our kids. Hope they are around a long time.