Still Looking for that Wise Co Va Connection
I have only been searching for my family connections for about
two years now. And a couple of hundred names later,I am still
searching for the strings to tie things up.
The more information I find the more there is to find.
I am finding skeletons in every closet, stories that no one
wants told or remembered.
At one time these skeletons may have had to been hidden,
but in today's time I think most are even called common place.
I have found hard, cold and hungry times for people in all our
pasts. Women who had to marry a man just to take care of her.
Or had to trade one child for a cow just to be able to feed her
other children.And then there are those who had to sell their
souls after the father of their children was killed in the
coal mines, whether from a mine shaft collapsing or their lungs
from breathing all the deadly black dust.
Who are we today to look back on anyone in these times and
say we would have done anything different.Would we not have looked
for arms to hold us when there was no one there,or given a child to someone to take care of, or drug that fatherless child from door to
door,state to state with a love so strong that nothing could part
this mother from this child.