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.