at the barn. she was doing general clean up and organizing so i could continue with the construction process. while she was cleaning up she calls out to me “whats with this pile of bent nails?” meaning, “why are you keeping bent nails and what should i do with them”? well i was “keeping them” only because i did not have a garbage can nearby to throw them in. but after thinking about the pile of bent nails for a while i realized that maybe there was another reason they were still laying around. the other reason is that they are a subtle reminder of my maternal grandfather, pappy. pappy 