Well the start of May is around the corner. This brings fond memories of Grandpa getting ready to plant potatoes. Even after we all got older Grandpa still planted enough potatoes to feed everyones family. I don't think anyone of us can look at potatoes without thinking of Grandpa. Grandpa called potatoes "Spuds" and felt everyone needed to eat their spuds! I being THE PEST was always over at Grandpa's house visiting and all summer long Grandma and Grandpa would send me home with a bag of goodies from their garden. My daughters as they got older would walk over to Grandma and Grandpa's to raid the garden of peas, or cucumbers, lettuce and green beans. Grandpa was terrible for waiting to long to take the potatoes out and would get caught with having to dig them up being knee deep in mud and water and freezing our hands off. Every year we would bug him to take the potatoes out and every year he waited too long.
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