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Osmat Azzam Jefferson's avatar

Thank you so much for sharing these posts...Well done with 40 posts so far!!! I enjoyed reading each one of them and got to discover more about you and your interesting family...Keep it up! and wow can not believe the year is almost over... Wish you more shared stories with your loved ones! Osmat

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Meanwhile, Elsewhere's avatar

It is a joy to write. All I need is 12 more post to make it one year of weekly posts. Thank you for your kind words and support!

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Busy Graham's avatar

Such a great post Stew! So much to ponder and reflect on. As usual. You rock!

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Elizabeth Beggins's avatar

Have we talked about how my grandmother on my mother's side was also Florence, born 1899, so possibly of similar age? I love that you have such clear evidence of those who were willing to ask hard questions. These letters are priceless!

The only member of my family to demand such strict adherence to her religious ideals was my aunt's mother. The Sunday of my grandmother, Florence's, funeral, we cousins quietly occupied ourselves with checkers and chess in a back bedroom of my uncle's house. Mrs. Faw took great exception to us playing games on the Sabbath. My mother, grieving the loss of her dear mom, said that as far as she was concerned, we could be betting our piggy bank savings in games of poker as long as we were out from underfoot and happy. Many years earlier, when she'd been a teenager herself and had just completed the confirmation program, my mother refused to go with her peers to the altar take the final step of committing herself to the [Methodist] church. She said she still had too many questions. Wow!

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Meanwhile, Elsewhere's avatar

The journey of faith can be straightforward with closure, or ongoing with questions and explorations. Thanks for the story of Mrs. Faw berating children playing chess. The name sounds Dickensian!

I love that we both had Florence grandmas. I never met her, as she died when my mom was in college. That is what makes all these documents and photos so special.

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