I promised you all that I would blog about what I really think of my new grandson Wesley's middle name, "Danger." Well, here it is!
Monday, August 24, 2020
Danger is my middle name
Monday, August 10, 2020
Wesley, as you wish
Our sweet grandson, Wesley, is nearly two months old. He was born on Father's Day, June 21, 2020.
Our son, Caleb, chose the name partly after his first boss, Wes Stein.
Well, Dave was actually Caleb's first boss, because our kids worked for Franklin Lawn Service from early on, sometimes because Dave wanted me to help and they were too young to be home alone.
Wes was a new customer of ours, but we had known him for years, since Dave's grandma Lena Franklin had worked for Wes for over 30 years at his grocery store, Farmer's Market on North Broadway. Wes lived near us in Benjamin Hills on a large lot that backed up to the river. One day he mentioned that he would like extra help with landscaping and other odd jobs. We said our son Caleb could help him. We assured Wes that although he was only in middle school, Caleb had muscles and could probably do whatever Wes needed to have done.
And that started a part-time job that lasted until Caleb graduated from high school.
Caleb says Wes was patient when he explained what he wanted done, and as the years went by the job got easier because Caleb remembered how Wes liked his vinca trimmed in spring, or where in the shed he stored a particular tool.
While they worked together, Wes would tell Caleb stories about back when he was a boy, or about the places they traveled when Wes' wife, Mary, had her travel agency.
One year before Memorial Day (Caleb was already in high school by then), Wes had a special request: Could Caleb accompany him on a day trip to decorate his family's graves? And could he bring a Weed Eater? The country cemetery would be choked with weeds, and Wes, who was probably 90 years old by then, no longer felt up to the task of clearing away the debris.
So Caleb went with him to run the string trimmer and help with setting out the flowers on the graves.
I remember Caleb felt privileged to be included on that excursion, and I think he and Wes both had a good time. I think both hoped it would become a yearly tradition, but by the next year I don't think Wes felt up to making the trip, even with Caleb's help.
Dave's grandma and Wes remained good friends, calling each other faithfully on their respective birthdays. Caleb arranged for Wes (who was using a walker by then) to visit her in the nursing home. He picked Wes up and helped him navigate the facility. Both Lena and Wes thoroughly enjoyed the visit. That was the last time they saw each other.
Wes Stein visits Lena Franklin |
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About Me
- Karen Franklin
- I am a freelance writer. I also work full time with our business, Franklin Lawn Service. My husband, David, and I met as students at Tabor College and we have been married for almost 20 years. We have three great kids, Caleb, Harrison, and Laurel.