Pictured from Left to right Vaoma Brockbank Jensen, Benjamin Reed Jensen, & Elaine Brockbank Evans. Today's reminiscences are about Grandpa Jensen. One fond memory I have is being invited to Grandpa's house for a fish fry which was a regular occurrence. He fried up his fish in the garage and then spread out the results on the table in their tiny kitchen. Grandpa preferred being out hunting or fishing to being home. My father commented once that he was a teenager before he knew what beef tasted like. Grandpa took the women in his life with him whenever they would go. He must have been fun to go with because Grandma Va went with him often as did his Grandma Ted whom he married after Grandma Va, that's Theodora, I think. Grandpa loved to tell tall tales. I remember one about a pen built using trees as the posts. The stock all got away because the trees grew and lifted the fence off the ground!! Think about it. I, of course, fell for it. Grandpa could be a little growly and I was a skittish kid so I also remember being a little afraid of him. I SO regret not spending more time with my Grandpa Jensen. AND I regret that no one has written down his stories. Do you remember Grandpa's stories?
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