Today is my grandfather's 80th birthday. He grew up in the Red River Valley of western Minnesota, the region he & most of his family still live within. In his early 20s he was drafted into the Navy shortly before the end of World War II, and served as a boiler operator on a ship in the Pacific through the post-war period. He returned to Minnesota after his service, and returned to farming. He married shortly before his 30th birthday, and raised a family of five children. Which, eventually, resulted in my existence. I lived on one end of the family farm until I was nine, opposite grandma & grandpa's home. One aunt, only a few years older than me, often wondered "is he SILL here?" when I played at their house. I've spent a lot of time with Grandpa Dahlsad over the years, and I attribute a lot of my characteristics to the moments I've spent with him & Grandma. Happy birthday, Grandpa.
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