WOW! This is amazing. In the end, apparently all our lives are intertwined. Also - perhaps that is at least in part, where you acquired your determination and steadfastness, along with being creative in the face of an implacable force - until it is not. And yes, those of us who are able to, should continue to find joy and beauty, friends and family, because it does no one any good if we do not. Still I remind myself repeatedly that for this moment I am especially fortunate with loving family and friends and food, water and a roof over or heads - and birds, squirrels and bunnies amongst some trees, with a garden of flowers, hidden in snow, just waiting to bloom again. The only flies in this ointment, is that so many millions and billions, around the World, do not have this luxury because of the Warring fools running the Empire for profit.
When my dad was in the throes of dementia back in 2010, my sister and I went to visit several nursing homes and assisted living facilities. At one of the facilities, 10 minutes from my home, I asked the admin who was showing us around "how old are the residents?" She replied "the youngest is 40, the oldest 105". Of course this peaked my interest and I said "Is the oldest a WW One veteran?" and she said "yes. He had served at the Battle of Bois de Ormont and was wounded and captured by the Germans." I wanted to meet him that day, but he was unavailable. The reason is that my father's father was Captain of Company B, 114th Division and was at Bois de Ormont, and it was a slaughter. He wrote a book about it, the only known memoir of an officer in the trenches of WW One called Other Men's Lives, history of a doughboy 1917 - 1919. I asked the Admin the man's name, went home, and lo and behold, there was his name in the list of men who served under my grandfather in his book. Grandfather was a man who documented everything. This man was 10 minutes away from me for a decade, and I didn't know. I was blown away. The man died before I could meet him.
So glad to hear about family history, especially this one, Cindy, in which your family is keeping company with Casey.
I saw the Hurlbut name and recalled there was a Sebastopol, CA, resident, Helen Hurlbut, who spoke out for women's suffrage here in 1896. Our local paper had a story about the historical marker for the event: https://www.sebastopoltimes.com/p/when-suffragettes-met
WOW! This is amazing. In the end, apparently all our lives are intertwined. Also - perhaps that is at least in part, where you acquired your determination and steadfastness, along with being creative in the face of an implacable force - until it is not. And yes, those of us who are able to, should continue to find joy and beauty, friends and family, because it does no one any good if we do not. Still I remind myself repeatedly that for this moment I am especially fortunate with loving family and friends and food, water and a roof over or heads - and birds, squirrels and bunnies amongst some trees, with a garden of flowers, hidden in snow, just waiting to bloom again. The only flies in this ointment, is that so many millions and billions, around the World, do not have this luxury because of the Warring fools running the Empire for profit.
Lovely comment, Suzy!
Thanks for your comment, Suzy!
I think the key to sanity is balance.
xo
Family histories are fascinating! Even more so when there’s more to the picture! I’m glad you shared!
Thanks, Angel!
When my dad was in the throes of dementia back in 2010, my sister and I went to visit several nursing homes and assisted living facilities. At one of the facilities, 10 minutes from my home, I asked the admin who was showing us around "how old are the residents?" She replied "the youngest is 40, the oldest 105". Of course this peaked my interest and I said "Is the oldest a WW One veteran?" and she said "yes. He had served at the Battle of Bois de Ormont and was wounded and captured by the Germans." I wanted to meet him that day, but he was unavailable. The reason is that my father's father was Captain of Company B, 114th Division and was at Bois de Ormont, and it was a slaughter. He wrote a book about it, the only known memoir of an officer in the trenches of WW One called Other Men's Lives, history of a doughboy 1917 - 1919. I asked the Admin the man's name, went home, and lo and behold, there was his name in the list of men who served under my grandfather in his book. Grandfather was a man who documented everything. This man was 10 minutes away from me for a decade, and I didn't know. I was blown away. The man died before I could meet him.
So glad to hear about family history, especially this one, Cindy, in which your family is keeping company with Casey.
Wow, that is crazy!
Thanks, as always, Lynn
xo
Great story! Did she ever answer the chained romeo?
They got married, but Harold died in 1943 from meningitis
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Wonderful story! Glad you shared it with us.
I saw the Hurlbut name and recalled there was a Sebastopol, CA, resident, Helen Hurlbut, who spoke out for women's suffrage here in 1896. Our local paper had a story about the historical marker for the event: https://www.sebastopoltimes.com/p/when-suffragettes-met
nice!