The house is sold, and I have had a blissful few weeks of relaxation.  I need to return to my research- try to find a new compass.  I am starting to go through great gran’s journals again…so much to share!

For the sake of beginning again, I will share something I found in great gran’s journal from World War One.  It is a telegram to her telling of her son’s condition after being shot.  I can only imagine her terror.  Knowing her future, he does survive- lives to be an old man.