The Whittled Links

This Relic was actually whittled by the hands of my Gramps Jake.

Back in the olden days whittling was the xBox 360 entertainment of the day.

Grampa Jake could not read. My mom told me he was constantly sitting on the porch, trying to catch a breeze and  amusing himself with a bit of wood.

He originally gave this relic to my own father one time during a visit to central Alabama where he lived.

I only met Grampa Jake a few times. All I can remember was that he was a very tell, slim, quiet man. He died when I was 5 years old.

--This Relic makes me think of him. And simpler times...