This past weekend, I was home again and spent two of the days cleaning again at my great-grandpa's old house. The first day wasn't very eventful while cleaning, but it was my grandma's birthday. So, later on, my mom and sister met my grandparents, aunt, uncle, and I at a tavern in a little town called Woodland to have supper. It was one of those dinners that I'll always look back on and think of as "the good ol' days." The restaurant was so busy that it took us an hour and twenty minutes to even get our drink orders in, but no one seemed to mind. Once our drinks came, we ordered appetizers and later on, the food. We probably spent three hours there, but the conversations kept rolling and everyone seemed to be in a great mood.
The next day, my mom and I met my grandparents at great-grandpa's house in the morning. Later that day, Jason (a second or third cousin of mine) met us there and helped out. Then gradually throughout the day more and more relatives kept showing up until we had 10 people! I'm sure the great weather had something to do with it. We cleared out the whole attic and parts of the downstairs part of the house all in one day.
When we were working on the attic, I was the one up in the attic dragging things around and handing them down to people on the ground floor. It was a pretty good system, but definitely tiring!
Views of the attic.
Fishing equipment by the entrance to the attic.
Some cool old container.
After the attic, we had to have a place to put the stuff. So we started the truck and moved it out of the garage.
View of the garage with both stalls open. I had never seen the left stall open until this time.
Great-grandpa's car. 1963 Oldsmobile Super 88 Holiday. Probably hasn't been driven since the mid-80's.
Oldsmobile Sky Rocket V8 394 in³ (6.5 L) with 330 horsepower.
Path through the garage connecting the two stalls. Everywhere around it is filled with stuff.
My great-grandpa's workbench, pretty much exactly as he left it.
The truck's stall after we moved it out. I'm surprised that it even fit in there in the first place!
My cousin Jason was driving the truck. The rest of us worked on getting it running.
The engine. Ford 390 V8, 8.6:1 compression with 201 horsepower. Lower horsepower due to lower compression ratio.
To the left of the truck, you can see part of the back of the house.
My grandpa talking to Jason about the truck.
Great-grandpa's truck in all its glory.
All in all it was a beautiful, productive weekend.
Troy