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Farewell Tink

Written by Mike. No comments Posted in: Family

When I married my lovely and vivacious wife Jenny, I was a city kid (suburbs really) joining a family of farmers.  I sure had a lot to learn, and much of it I learned from Jenny’s Granddad, Elton “Tink” Lane.  He was a great old guy to hang out with – he’d take us hunting to all the best spots, he had an opinion on everything and he’d gladly share it with us, and there wasn’t anything mechanical he couldn’t fix.  I had a lot of memorable times with Tink.

Probably my most vivid memory was one morning Tink and I went out hunting for deer.  We were driving around in his old white truck looking for muleys in the pre-dawn mist when he spotted a few grazing on some wheat and pointed them out to me.  He asked me if I thought I could shoot one through his window.  That would have put the muzzle of my 30-06 about 6 inches in front of his face and ears, which I didn’t think was a good idea so I quietly climbed out of  truck and layed across the hood and bagged one of those rascals – a six point buck if I remember correctly.

Tink died today.   I’m tearing up as I think about him being gone, but as I focus instead on the great man he was and the wonderful time we spent together, the tears go away.  Tink – you are a great husband, father, granddad and great-granddad and I am proud to be part of your family.  You will be missed.

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