My Papa Mauzey (Grandma's dad) was a Topeka firefighter. I am extremely proud of him. He is my hero in so many ways. He would be the first to tell you that he wasn't a hero because of his firefighting duties even though he saved lives. I always thought different though, I like being contrary and I claim that comes partly from him.
My Papa |
Me & my Papa, during a bicentennial parade, 1976 |
Our relationship wasn't at it's peak though until after I got to be an adult. I think we could relate to each other better. We'd have long discussions about anything and everything. I'd tell him all the new family history I was learning and he'd listen interested. He loved hearing it, just no desire to seek it out himself. And he would engage me in conversations of anything new he had learned.
And when Hubby and I had the two older kids and they got past the baby stage - oh, Papa adored them! They had his heart and he theirs.
So, when we got to the Great Overland Station we were all excited to see some of Papa's firefighting stories fleshed out in pictures.
Bubby looking at the Methodist Home display |
The artifacts from the Grace Cathedral fire were interesting....
Shorty was not very tolerant of the time being spent in the exhibit, so thankfully there was a hands on area downstairs which suited him just fine.
There was a model train set and even a real train too!
We spent most of our time at the model train |
Bottom line, trains never disappoint and anything that relates to family is always awesome! ;)
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