{"id":579,"date":"2016-06-19T14:56:55","date_gmt":"2016-06-19T21:56:55","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/danschmidtforsenate.com\/blog\/?p=579"},"modified":"2017-06-18T10:33:29","modified_gmt":"2017-06-18T17:33:29","slug":"fathers","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/danschmidtforsenate.com\/blog\/?p=579","title":{"rendered":"Fathers"},"content":{"rendered":"
\"Otto<\/a>

Otto Schmidt, right over from Germany, a Great Grandfather I never knew<\/p><\/div>\n

Our legislative leadership will sometimes schedule events to educate us or augment our skills as legislators. This last session we started with a half day mandatory meeting on civility. I guess they thought we needed the help. Early in the meeting a leader had asked us to consider the concept of integrity. How would we define it? I listened but did not speak. My story would have taken more than a few words.<\/p>\n

In my thirteenth summer, between eight grade and freshman year at high school I was sent up to Idaho to work with my grandfather.<\/p>\n

I\u2019m sure this was my father\u2019s idea and he got begrudging agreement from mom. Dad could see I needed something more than sitting around a Southern California town as my adolescence blossomed. I thought I might spend the weeks on the remote retirement ranch but Henry and Helena had agreed to be range riders for Helena\u2019s cousin on the Cuddy Mountain range. They were familiar with this ground, having the Forest Service range permit before, and when the younger cowboy backed out at the last minute, Henry agreed to push cows over the mountain in his 68th<\/sup> year. And I was along for the ride.<\/p>\n

\"Grandpa<\/a>

Grandpa Henry Schmidt<\/p><\/div>\n

They got me a good cow pony, Ginger, and I was on her every day. From the first time Henry saw me horseback he instructed, \u201cSit up straight, goddamit, yore gonna lame yore horse.\u201d<\/p>\n

I straightened my back and later asked what my posture had to do with a horses hoofs. \u201cIt\u2019s all tied together dammit.\u201d He\u2019d smile. \u201cShe\u2019s as reliant on you as you are on her. You sit crooked or slumped like a wet noodle, she\u2019s not gonna walk right. She\u2019ll go lame. Hell, I seen it.\u201d He didn\u2019t mind my honest question. I worked on my saddle posture.<\/p>\n

We were up on Cuddy Mountain for three weeks moving cows from one side of the high mountain range to another. On our second to last day up there Henry called me out from the line shack. I did the dishes each morning in the wash basin on the wood stove and Helena dried while Henry saddled the horses.<\/p>\n

\"This<\/a>

This is Henry saddling up down on the Wildhorse<\/p><\/div>\n

\u201cDan, get out here!\u201d<\/p>\n

Helena said, \u201cUh oh.\u201d<\/p>\n

I came out with a dish rag. He was mad.<\/p>\n

\u201cNow I\u2019ve tole you and I\u2019ve tole you about sitting up straight. Look it what you done here.\u201d He pointed to a small lump on my mare\u2019s back. \u201cFeel it.\u201d I could feel it was swollen. \u201cThat\u2019s what I been telling you. If you\u2019d sit up straight this wouldn\u2019t a happened.\u201d<\/p>\n

I blinked back tears of shame and said I\u2019d do better. We left camp with the sun in the eastern trees, a warm day, me sitting straight but holding back. As we headed off to some grassy meadow where I knew not, Henry dropped back from Helena and came up beside me.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhen I saddled your mare this morning after I yelled at you I saw where the skirt on your saddle had been folded over yesterday when I saddled her. So that lump was my fault, not yours.\u201d I looked over to his shadowed face under the stained felt hat. He grinned at me, the Bull Durham cigarette in the corner of his mouth. \u201cYou still need to sit up straight.\u201d I nodded.<\/p>\n

I\u2019ll never forget my grandfather\u2019s integrity. He had no need to set the record straight, owning his own mistake, to tell his teenage grandson the truth. But he did. And I\u2019m better for it.<\/p>\n

That fall, my father brought me in to the kitchen after a Friday freshman football game; I thought it was to be the usual rehash of what I could have done better, for Dad put great stock in my athletic future. But he told me that Henry had died on Thursday. He\u2019d had a stroke on Wednesday and they took him to town but he died there in Council the next day. Dad said he waited until after the game to tell me so I could stay focused. I wished I would have known sooner.<\/p>\n

\"Donald<\/a>

Donald Schmidt, my dad in his after the war years<\/p><\/div>\n

We pass on so many things to those we love, to those we touch, ones we see every day. But the lessons we learn stay after. As I head into this advanced age I cherish the examples of wisdom and strength, and indeed the weaknesses and judgement of my fathers before. May I be so able.<\/p>\n

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\"Dad<\/a>

Dad in his college years performing at Sun Valley<\/p><\/div>\n

\"Me<\/a>

Me with my first two (of four) daughters, Katy and Soona<\/p><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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