Nor any voice of mourning save the choirs

Nov 11, 2010 21:19

This is the story of a family mystery.

My great-grandmother (AKA: Nan) married rather late in life, for her time.  She was 28, and she met her husband in a very Florence Nightingale way by caring for him when he came home from WWI, blind, wounded, and suffering the aftereffects of being gassed.  They had one child -- my Gram (AKA: the only member ( Read more... )

history, family, walter, seanchaidh

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slb44 November 12 2010, 15:07:45 UTC
I will add Walter to my list of personal remembrance.

Thank you for sharing his story.

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bookwyrm86 November 13 2010, 07:42:30 UTC
That was very moving. Thanks a lot for sharing and helping remind us who these people actually were.

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aislingthebard November 13 2010, 18:21:16 UTC
I am thinking of Walter, and of your Nan and your Gram, and your Googie. How wonderfully and subtly interconnected they all were. Thank you for sharing this. It's wonderful.

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