We have surprising things in common, ROSEMARY. My grandmother lived a similar life,tho'
not due to the war. He mother died when she was< I think, eleven. Nana ended haviang to
leave school to take care of the house and her younger siblings. Her family turned away
from her when she married a 'half-breed', a man with some native American blood. My
grandfather, who died long before I was born, was an invalid from a never fully diagnosed
disease. They were also very poor, and not only did they have 4 children of their own, my
grandmother took in her sister's children when the sister died in an auto accident. She
had a hard life, but lived into her nineties, clear of mind up until the last few months.
I wish I had the skill..and the time... to write her story, but people would probably not
believe it all.
Welcome, CAROL. Thanks for that link. I was surprised to see that the first three covers
on the Martin Edward books had very similar woods backgrounds. Then the next two had
somewhat stony appearances. I guess I was expecting pictures of lakes.