A tribute that captures the unbreakable bond of a father and son formed in those special moments of childhood. Hardworking values and career interests are passed down, generation to generation to emphasize what is truly most important in life.
That old box of sand
Ignites the passion of transforming the land
Working hard with this scraper pan
In that old box of sand.
I’ll teach you everything I know
Into an honest man, I hope you’ll grow
Whatever the weather, c’mon let’s go
In that old box of sand.
Going to the jobsite hand in hand
With my firstborn, right hand man
I’ll always be your number one fan
In that old box of sand.
I said, “dig deep” when times got tough
Just hoping that you’ve got the stuff
To pull on thru, it’s not that rough
In that old box of sand.
I pray you’ll grow up strong and big
Take over the seat of my earthmoving rig
Moving mountains with each dig
In that old box of sand.
Place emphasis on the final grade
Taking pride in the earthmoving trade
Don’t ever let your excitement fade
In that old box of sand.
As was the wish of my father
There’ll come a day when mine’ll be yours
Then you’ll be the main contractor
In that old box of sand.
When I’m down the dusty haul road of life
You’ll stand strong with your loving wife
Re-living our memories without strife
In that old box of sand.
Most days were good, some struggles were grand
Together, we shaped and formed the land
As your father, I’ll proudly stand
In that old box of sand.
[Poem by Shane Kroeker. K-Tec Earthmovers Inc. 2017. All Rights-Reserved]
