Guardians of The Lambsfoot!

Hello everyone. This week has been busy but I will try to catch up. Dan’s upcoming bog “oak” wood lamb project reminded me to carry my M. May in bog. As I understand it the older the wood the darker the grain. This one is pretty good construction but the swedge is kinda odd. IDK, maybe I am uninformed on that particular detail. It does carry well and came sharp.

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I don't think there is any doubt that the past generations were a tough breed.
If we had to make due with what they had, we'd all be starving and complaining about it on social media.
 
My grandfather had a hard childhood, even by the standards of the early 20th century. His mother died in childbirth, when he was 2, and his father, who had previously been a professional soldier, re-enlisted to fight in WW1, leaving his children to be split up between various relatives, who were struggling to feed their own children. He was a clever boy, who loved what little schooling he had, but he started part-time work at 5, and full-time work at 7. He was one of the happiest men I've ever met though, when he grew-up, and got married, and had kids of his own, it was like he was living in a fairy tale, compared to his own childhood. He lived in a terraced slum, with a zinc bath on the wall, and a toilet at the bottom of the communal yard, before being moved onto one of the high-rise slums built in Sheffield, in the late 1960's. He used to marvel at the view daily, and must have been the happiest resident there. He would often remark about how wonderful life was
I'm listening to Louis Armstrong as I read this. Beautiful memory, beautiful person your grandfather.
I agree cigarrodog cigarrodog and I contemplated posting this, but Jack Black Jack Black story reminded me of my great grandmother. She was the youngest of seven children, born in a barn in Alabama, no birth certificate. So, while we had a good idea when to celebrate her birthday we could never be 100% certain. She was in school and completed 2nd grade, but was pulled before starting 3rd grade because she had to help out on the farm. She appreciated life unlike anyone I've ever known. Her goal was to live until 100 and boy did she ever get close. Honestly, was in great health and got around well until she passed. I'm sure her upbringing had a lot to do with that as well. She loved to tell stories of her youth; one involving an attempt to ride a milking cow they called Betsie... "Whoaaaa Betsie, Whoooaaaa!" 😅 Because she dropped out of school and perhaps because of her surroundings, she was illiterate and unable to read or write. Yet, she took it upon herself to learn how to write my name in birthday cards and such; although some letters were backwards and she never quite spelled it right. I cherished every card nevertheless. I'd have to look around, but I still have some of the hand written cards she gave me before my grandmother started writing her cards for her. My great grandmother, who was short and stout and not exactly someone I'd consider athletic, had a favorite saying, "God built me low to the ground for speed!" 🤣 I never understood why she felt the need to bring that up so often
Wonderful to read this. Thank you for sharing it.

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I agree cigarrodog cigarrodog and I contemplated posting this, but Jack Black Jack Black story reminded me of my great grandmother.
How fortunate that you had time to bond with your great grandmother. From your description she was special. In any era. You great grandmother’s cooker and your Lambfoot make a nice memory,
Hello everyone. This week has been busy but I will try to catch up. Dan’s upcoming bog “oak” wood lamb project reminded me to carry my M. May in bog. As I understand it the older the wood the darker the grain. This one is pretty good construction but the swedge is kinda odd. IDK, maybe I am uninformed on that particular detail. It does carry well and came sharp.

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That’s a fine looking, bog oak clad Lambfoot
 
I don't think there is any doubt that the past generations were a tough breed.
If we had to make due with what they had, we'd all be starving and complaining about it on social media.
I'm not saying women didn't have it rough too. But when I heard Tony Bose first say, "when men were men, and women were glad of it" made me laugh because no one today quite knows what it's really like to go through what our grand parents' grand parents went through. We try to always leave the world a better place for the next generation, and we have the previous generations to thank for our blessings today.

Wonderful to read this. Thank you for sharing it.
I'm glad I did share it and that people enjoyed it. Thanks 🙂

How fortunate that you had time to bond with your great grandmother. From your description she was special. In any era. You great grandmother’s cooker and your Lambfoot make a nice memory,
Thanks. I do feel incredibly lucky. I was nearly 30 before she passed. She was even able to meet my wife. I don't have many material things from her, which doesn't bother me. I have enough memories to last a lifetime.
 
I agree cigarrodog cigarrodog and I contemplated posting this, but Jack Black Jack Black story reminded me of my great grandmother. She was the youngest of seven children, born in a barn in Alabama, no birth certificate. So, while we had a good idea when to celebrate her birthday we could never be 100% certain. She was in school and completed 2nd grade, but was pulled before starting 3rd grade because she had to help out on the farm. She appreciated life unlike anyone I've ever known. Her goal was to live until 100 and boy did she ever get close. Honestly, was in great health and got around well until she passed. I'm sure her upbringing had a lot to do with that as well. She loved to tell stories of her youth; one involving an attempt to ride a milking cow they called Betsie... "Whoaaaa Betsie, Whoooaaaa!" 😅 Because she dropped out of school and perhaps because of her surroundings, she was illiterate and unable to read or write. Yet, she took it upon herself to learn how to write my name in birthday cards and such; although some letters were backwards and she never quite spelled it right. I cherished every card nevertheless. I'd have to look around, but I still have some of the hand written cards she gave me before my grandmother started writing her cards for her. My great grandmother, who was short and stout and not exactly someone I'd consider athletic, had a favorite saying, "God built me low to the ground for speed!" 🤣 I never understood why she felt the need to bring that up so often 😝



It was pretty impressive what they were able to get by on. One thing my great grandmother did seem to keep for a long time was a pressure cooker for canning food. I found it at my Dad's house when he sold it and found out she gave it to him when my parents were still married and it just stuck around. It's a National Pressure Cooker Co No7, which means it has to be from 1905-1939 as the company was founded in 1905 and sold (??) to Presto sometime in 1939. Right now, I use it as a big deep pot for water-bath canning the blackberries on our property into jam. And, I like to think she'd be proud it's still getting put to good use ☺️ I need to try to find parts for it so I can take advantage of the pressurized chamber for canning other less acidic things which require the pressure. Restoring old pressure cookers can always be iffy too though.

Anyway, picture of lamb with great grandma's pressure cooker for knife content 😝
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What a great post! 😊😊😊👍
 
Sauce was a 7 out of 10. Same league as ketchup.
That's disappointing, you'd think they'd make sure they had something really special before bottling it 🙄👍
Took about 3 min on the 4 wheeler to help her out. She did give me some fresh cookies. She worked harder than I did 😆 🤣.
Good for you Paul 😊👍
Cheese was an unfortunate addition but you got it Jack. Im rootin for you buddy.
Worst typo I've made this week! 🤣 Thanks pal 🙂👍
At least you still have the mighty potato. It is the ultimate comfort food 😃 .
True! 😊👍
I bet none of my teachers ever carried a lamb.
Some of mine almost certainly did, and George Mallory, who took a Lambsfoot to Everest was a school teacher 🙂👍
 
Hello everyone. This week has been busy but I will try to catch up. Dan’s upcoming bog “oak” wood lamb project reminded me to carry my M. May in bog. As I understand it the older the wood the darker the grain. This one is pretty good construction but the swedge is kinda odd. IDK, maybe I am uninformed on that particular detail. It does carry well and came sharp.

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Interesting what you say about the Bog Oak Pete, I've been surprised by how light the Bog Oak has been on the handles of a couple of knives I've had made in the last year. In one case, the oak is not much darker than regular oak. Compared to some of the other May knives I've seen, I think you did well my friend 🙂👍
 
Good morning Guardians, have a good day everyone 👍👍

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Looks good Jack. I’m up a bit earlier than usual. Mrs. Bigfish and I are taking a few days off to go skiing. We like going to a little place here in Northern Illinois. The skiing is fun and the slopes match our skill level, which aren’t very good! 😄 The pretty little town has a nice brewery, good restaurants, and a distillery, just right for a four day visit.
😉👍
Not to deter Jack in his efforts, I went vegetarian today.😁
GO JACK!
The weekend is almost here!
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Very colorful photo Bob. 😄👍

Good morning Guardians, some early morning toast with a side of lamb. 😎👍
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Looks good Jack. I’m up a bit earlier than usual. Mrs. Bigfish and I are taking a few days off to go skiing. We like going to a little place here in Northern Illinois. The skiing is fun and the slopes match our skill level, which aren’t very good! 😄 The pretty little town has a nice brewery, good restaurants, and a distillery, just right for a four day visit.
😉👍

Very colorful photo Bob. 😄👍

Good morning Guardians, some early morning toast with a side of lamb. 😎👍
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Enjoy your time away Todd...a faithful carry to have.
 
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