Remembering Si

Silas Parmeter, 5/2/15-4/10/04,with Wilma

Silas Parmeter, 5/2/15-4/10/04,with Wilma

Remember this guy? The grand patriarch of the Parmeter family was born on this day (May 2nd) in 1915. He used to claim that he was born on May 1st, or May Day, back when May Day was big deal. That was until I actually looked at his birth certificate. Were he alive today, he would be celebrating his 94th birthday. He came of age in a time where horses were still a common form of transportation and was witness to the effects of the Great Depression and World War II. He was a proud and devoted father of five boys. Although sometimes blustery, he prided himself on being able to provide for his family. He loved his wife and family, had a sense of duty, strong moral and family values, and was a damn hard worker, all the while never forgetting that he was really #1. Before he passed on, he used to answer people’s query about how he was doing in this way: “My cup runneth over”. He was truly one who lived life’s full measure.

Si helped spawn a legacy of descendants, all decent hard working folk, none of which have served hard time. That calls for a celebration, or at least a recollection of some good memories. If you have an indelible memory of Si, or a funny story to share, post it here.

3 comments to Remembering Si

  • Kirstin Parmeter-Nusser  says:

    One of my favorite memories of Grandpa was after he had his knee replacement surgery and decided he should teach me how to do the Charleston. He was flapping those arms so hard, I thought he would fly away.
    He was a great story teller too when I was a lot younger.
    That is funny that no one has done jail time- and no one smokes (that I know of)- that’s interesting…
    Happy Birthday, Grandpa!

  • Laura  says:

    Oh, I have too many favorite memories to write about. One great memory is that shortly after we moved back from New Zealand, he took me out to Dairy Queen… something that New Zealand didn’t have back then, and bought me a rootbeer float. That was so new to me and oh, that was such a big deal. A bonding moment if you may. Also, he used to creap me out by just staring at us kids. I didn’t understand at all why he did that until I had my own kids. Now I creap my own kids out by my staring at them with great love and admiration, as he did with us.

  • Ingrid  says:

    I think about Grandpa Si a lot, both his cute and cantankerous qualities. In the cantankerous category, I remember one summer cutting wood for him. He complained that the first load had pieces that were too large and it was hard to carry in to the fireplace. The second load I split much smaller. He complained that it was so small that it burned too fast! This was a good lesson for me. You can’t please everyone (and maybe try not to complain too much).
    In terms of cute, Grandpa had lots of charm. He would, even into his more difficult years, wax eloquent about how beautiful Grandma was, what a good woman she was and how hard she worked for their family. While he sang her praises, she often just ignored him or barely cracked a smile. It didn’t matter…. he would admire her all the same. That struck me as very romantic!
    Grandpa liked all sorts of music and dancing. And he told great stories about the Nez Perce, who he admired as much as I did. I will never forget his descriptions of the Pow Wows and the horse races through town. He told great stories.

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