My grandparents had a small farm in SW Manitoba and enjoyed raising their young family. Dad was born in 1902 and he had a sister Mary, three years older, and another sister Edna who was one. In January 1907, Edna died from scarlet fever. A year later, another sister was stillborn.
In the fall I became project manager for the publication of a book on the history of missions with the denomination for which I work. It’s been interesting reading stories of how God called ordinary men and women to serve him internationally, and to learn what that particular calling meant to them.
As I write this blog, I’m watching a TV show called Ancestors in the Attic where people have pictures or a document of a family member, and they search to find out more about that person. Photos have a way of helping us to ‘picture’ what life might have been like for our ancestors (pardon the pun). Continue reading