My other grandfather

Since I've written a lot about my dad's father, my Papa Lee, I think it's only fair that I introduce you to Grandpa Prentiss, my mother's dad. 

Here you see me in 1936 ... the littlest of the Lee girls.  I'm squeezed onto the running board of my Grandfather's new car.  He sits proudly in the driver's seat and my grandmother peers out the back window.  The picture was taken in Brattleboro, Vt., where they lived and, although I certainly can't remember that particular day I can imagine the sights and smells quite well.

Grandpa's hobby was woodworking and I loved to watch him at work in his shop located just off the kitchen.  Wondrous toys, furniture and bric-a-brac seemed to miraculously spring from his agile fingers as he turned the wood lathe and I loved the smell of the new sawn shavings.  His main job however was as a salesperson for the Estey Organ Company and he traveled far and wide throughout New England in his beloved car promoting and selling their product.  Here you see an Estey Reed Organ, circa 1927.

My grandfather Prentiss was a complete opposite of Papa Lee and, although I remember him as a fairly reserved and stern figure in his home the stories abound about his travels on the road ! I can just see him ... the windows of his beloved car wide open to catch the air and his cap perched jauntily on his head.  I would love to have gone along on those trips, but doubt he would have appreciated my company!