Such a treasure
My great great Aunt wrote down memoirs from her life. I found them while going through my Dad’s belongings. I feel so very blessed to have found the little book, which is dated May of 1956 and I wonder why Dad never told me about it in all these years. The first chapter is titled ‘Four Acres” and it looks like my great-great Aunt Jessie either started it with her own poem or found a fitting one. “I Remember, I remember The house where I was born..... The little window where the sun Came peeping... Sign in to see full entry.