It is dark out yet as I got up at 6am DST which would have been 5am "God's Time" on the day we change the clocks ahead. That God's Time comes from Grandpa Eugene Hanson, who naturally was a late riser and had decided that he would not get up an hour earlier just to please some city folks who wanted to get home with more daylight left to do things after work.
And so he chose his reason for not turning his clock ahead on religion. He said God's time was good enough for him.
And so when we went to Grandpa and Grandma's for Sunday dinner it was at 1 pm DST. The neighbors thought he was a little "touched" which was the graceful way of saying maybe a little crazy about religious folks.
Grandpa was a "Free Methodist," a very conservative Evangelical church where a few folks who were "touched by God" might speak in tongues on rare occasions. Of course Grandpa and Grandma were quite doubtful that it was really God speaking though a person as it was clearly gibberish, but didn't want to judge those folks as maybe they really were touched by God.
And so acting somewhat odd, as in ignoring DST, rolling in the aisles or speaking in tongues hinted the person was a little or a lot "touched" with the line between a Godly touch vs a crazy one thin.
Anyway, the only problem Grandpa ran into was the milk truck hauler who had a route and came to pick up Grandpa's 3 milk cans each morning on his drive through the neighborhood where almost all people were farmers and had maybe 12-30 cows. The evening and morning milk was picked up each morning so the milk would be very fresh on arrival at the Cushing Creamery to be made into butter.
Grandpa was sure that the cows hated being milked earlier too, not getting their beauty sleep, and so the milk hauler rerouted so Grandpa was the last patron on the route.
We were sure that Grandpa was just liked sleeping late. For a farmer rising at 5 am is normal, and at 6 am like Grandpa, shows laziness by farmer standards. I think rising at 4-5 am by a retired man clearly could be considered a touch of being touched.
The old mantle clock that Grandpa Eugene Hanson refused to turn ahead.
planting corn in the 1950s.
