My Pappy got me hooked on gardening. Pappy had a huge city lot sized veggie garden. He practically fed the whole neighborhood. I would spend every weekend at my grandparents when I was little. In the summer I spent all day helping Pappy in the garden. Planting 'taters, Peppers, Squash, Beans (16 100 foot rows, I still am sick of beans) tomatoes, lettuce, beets, turnips and so on. Then the weeding and the harvesting. I loved playing in the dirt. When we weren't in the dirt I would help him work on his tractors, handing him the tools and running to get stuff. I remember many a Sat. night holding the flashlight so Pappy could finish up tinkering. When I went to school I loved my First Grade teacher Mrs. Dewar. She was the sweetest lady. I wanted to get something pretty for her and I told Pappy. So we stopped along the road in a right of way and dug up some of those old orange ditch lilies. I kept a clump and I gave some to Mrs Dewar. I still have some of those that we dug up. So Pappy started me on Daylilies too. He wasn't much for flowers but he got a kick out of me having a garden.