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RE: Memoir Monday #37 My favorite teacher

Oh wow...he was famous and still taught school...that's dedication right there. I wonder how many students ever took notice of the author and made the connection lol. You are a great writer yourself and I don't know what subjects you love, but I know you write with great humor and I love reading it.

Yes, I went up only one time, but mom, dad and my little brother were always tooling around. Dad would fly it up to an airshow in Oshkosh, Wisconsin every year. I have a photo album somewhere of the whole construction..if I remember correctly, it took seven or eight years to complete, as he worked a construction job during the day. I'll look for that album and make a post on it.

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I don't think many people made the link. Which was astonishing. I adore because we all called him Mr Torrance and his full name was on the sleeve.

But aye, he did it for the love!

Wow, that's awesome. Imagine that were your hobby! Plus other people's hobbies to shame!!

Mr Torrance was a humble man then, but that's a great claim to fame. Maybe he didn't want the association with the textbook to interfere with the kids' learning.

My dad was humble as well, and he always said 'I am just a builder, a carpenter'

I love humble people. You know where you are with someone who downplays themselves.

I wish I could be more humble but I'm a terrible braggart. Like the opposite of my own dad! He was an outdoor electrician. Like the ones that lay and connect places to the grid and tree used to say "I just dig holes" lol

Awww, Your dad sounds great! I wonder if anyone mistook him for an undertaker after saying he just digs holes lol. He would be a beloved man around these parts with as many power outages due to storms that we are plagued with.

Brag away...you're doing fine

Hehe, a bit of bragging never goes amiss 😃😃

Yeah, he had been all over the country as there weren't many of them that did the big giant cables. I have a photo of him standing in a hole. Still amuses me