My Dad volunteering at the museum in Steinbach
Yesterday when I was having faspa at the Mennonite Heritage Village Museum in Steinbach a woman named Elsie told me that having a round bed of wheat growing near the windmill on the museum grounds had been my Dad's idea.
Elsie was a long-time member of the Steinbach Garden Club, an organization my parents helped to found. It is still thriving today.
One of the responsibilities the club has assumed almost since its inception is caring for the plants and flowers on the grounds of the local museum. When Dad was helping out at the museum he insisted they needed to plant some wheat near the windmill on the site.
The windmill ground wheat into flour but Dad figured some visitors might not have seen a wheatfield and wouldn't know what wheat looked like.
So at Dad's suggestion, a bed of wheat was added to the grounds.
Elsie said, "Each year when the Garden Club plants that wheat I think of your Dad."
My Dad was a doctor but he grew up on a grain farm and his love of the land and wheatfields was something he never lost.
I went to take a photo of 'Dad's' wheat at the museum before I left yesterday.
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