Our dad was a man of few words, but if you got him talking about something he was interested in, he could talk your ear off about a wide range of topics, as he was educated by life.
He was a hard worker and loved his concrete work over the years, before he moved on to owning and operating his own portable saw mill. He loved to be out in the middle of nowhere cutting wood—it wasn't work to him, it was his happy place. H
e had tools for everything, and knew exactly where in the yard, field or back 40 he'd used and left them last, even if they were snow-covered.