If Only I Could Tell my Grandmother the Rest of the Story
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Mary Brent Evans. Writing personal journals and histories help to conserve family traditions. I recall sitting at the knee of my grandmother asking questions about the relatives. The stories all seemed so mundane, yet as I now realize, she was imparting a treasure of wisdom and pride to me. A gift, actually. How I wish my grandmother were around now, so that I could update her on my discoveries. In those days, her stories were those passed down during the Civil War of the old planter who sent all his sons off to war and hid from the yankee patrols when they came around to take the farm animals and other valuables. In those days, families lost everything and because agriculture virtually ceased and communities lost the ability to survive. Through the eyes of my grandmother, her grandparents left the old plantation and came to Atlanta, just to get employment. None of the sons returned from the war as well the husband of one daughter. I searched the records extensively to locate what battle killed Wesley Clements, and where he was during his last muster, to no avail. Only recently did I learn that he served as a physician in Alabama. After the war, the wife of Wesley Clements daughter married a veteran from Kentucky who attempted to manage a old farm and store without farm any help, no laborers.
If Only I Could Tell my Grandmother the Rest of the Story
If Only I Could Tell my Grandmother the Rest…
If Only I Could Tell my Grandmother the Rest of the Story
Mary Brent Evans. Writing personal journals and histories help to conserve family traditions. I recall sitting at the knee of my grandmother asking questions about the relatives. The stories all seemed so mundane, yet as I now realize, she was imparting a treasure of wisdom and pride to me. A gift, actually. How I wish my grandmother were around now, so that I could update her on my discoveries. In those days, her stories were those passed down during the Civil War of the old planter who sent all his sons off to war and hid from the yankee patrols when they came around to take the farm animals and other valuables. In those days, families lost everything and because agriculture virtually ceased and communities lost the ability to survive. Through the eyes of my grandmother, her grandparents left the old plantation and came to Atlanta, just to get employment. None of the sons returned from the war as well the husband of one daughter. I searched the records extensively to locate what battle killed Wesley Clements, and where he was during his last muster, to no avail. Only recently did I learn that he served as a physician in Alabama. After the war, the wife of Wesley Clements daughter married a veteran from Kentucky who attempted to manage a old farm and store without farm any help, no laborers.