Wooden Flying Quails From Dad
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And Jesus, walking by the sea of Galilee saw two brethren, Simon
called Peter, and Andrew his brother casting a net into sea: for they were fishers. And he saith unto them, Follow me and I will make you fishers of men...St. Matthew 4: 18-19
Dad liked to catch walleye and trout.
Of hunting and fishing, he ne'er got tired.
He had more free time to get out
To enjoy these sports after he retired.
His job on the Great Lakes
Was to steer the ship,
O'er the water he guided the wheel.
Sometimes he'd see fish jump and skip
And wish he could catch them for a meal..
During his first years on the Great lakes
He didn't use carving tools
If he did, he'd be docked...
Back then those were the rules.
So he kept a jack knife in his pocket
And he saved wood scraps from box crates.
He sought to whittle a set of flying quails
From a pretty picture in a magazine page
This thought and plan entered Dad's mind,
When he was off duty and had spare time.
With a small jack knife and piece of wood crate
The project of the quails took on a good shape,
The groove of each wing was etched to define.
Then painted and varnished to enrich the design.
We helped care for Dad after his stroke
He gave us choice of carving before he died,
I said, "the quail would so proudly hang on our wall;
It will be cherished for it was the best work of all."
Big tears flooded his blue eyes and he cried.
Andrew, was our father's name
Although he wasn't always perfect,
None of us have reached that claim;
Dad, still had my utmost respect...
And I loved him just the same..
Like the fisherman from Galilee
Who left his net into the sea...
Jesus said, "come and follow me!"
By Andrea Petersen
In memory of Dad who died, December 21, 2003 at 95 years old.
Dad liked to carve wooden fish after he retired but I always loved these quails the most of any work that he ever did, because he did not have the proper carving tools on the Great lakes and such little time but he had the drive and the spirit to do his best with what little he had to use. I admire that so much.
The black background on this picture is a Motor Cyclist Harley Davidson blanket that Dad won years ago when he'd buy lottery tickets and it looked good against the quails. I inherited it after Mom went to the Nursing Home.
Also by Andrea Petersen
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