His father farmed and taught his children the art of growing for the season, BIL is doing the same for his. Every Saturday he goes to Gretna and sells his produce at the farmers market. One of his children, my nephew, has Downs Syndrome and is nineteen now but he goes with unless he has other plans, it's a way for him to make a few bucks. Nephew is a trip, he keeps a journal and writes in it every day. He writes poems, he writes songs. he writes about his day, like I said he is a trip.
Fast forward to today.
Sister and BIL have invested in a house and are renovating. I'm doing the drywall and we all were there. I had a pan of mud in my hand and told my BIL "my nuts itch come scratsh them". instantly both he and my nephew started laughing.
It seems that yesterday on their way home BIL was drinking a cold drink, eating some chips and driving. He told my nephew "my hands are full and my nuts itch reach over here and scratch them". My nephew thought a minute then told him "I love you daddy but you need to pull over and scratch them yourself".
I would like to believe the smartass comes from my side of the family but having known the BIL and his brother for 25 years that is not a definite.
I think we were influenced by the right types of people.