|Leaving the Hospital|
He was born on February 2, 1942 to Marlow Carl Nelson and Selma "Sally" Othelia (Nelson) Nelson (That was kind of a running joke in the family too, but more on that some other time...) in a rural MN town like many others of the day at a hospital in Tyler, MN. He may have been one of the first in his family to have gotten that priveledge because as far as I know both of his parents were born on a rural farm outside of Balaton, MN.
|My dad and his Mom |
|Watching a Parade with|
|He Loved to Fish|
|1956 Blue Ribbon Lamb|
|Dad in his Band Uniform,|
|High School Graduation|
|College Senior Picture|
|Mom and Dad's Wedding|
|Salesmen in Sioux City|
We made our home in several places throughout the years never staying longer than 5 years in any place until we moved to the Monticello area.
|Trip to FL|
We even got to take a family vacation with our grandparents when I was in the first grade. I thought it was great that we got out of school all that time! Since our (step) grandma was a school (as well as a principal previously) teacher, she helped us with our lessons.
He still liked to fish and hunt, but only took us fishing a handful of times. I wish I had learned more from him while he was still around. We also had a garden for a couple of years when I was little though I was never taught how to tend it.
He was active in many different groups throughout the years including Gideons, Jaycees, and our church choir to name a few that I recall most prominently. I remember at least one year that all 4 of us were in the choir. Or was it only 3 of us? Hmm...
So many, many memories. I will stop rambling and boring you for now. I miss you Dad. Happy Birthday!
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