The proud young parents in this photo most likely would never have met were it not for a specific piece of Federal legislation.
William and Lizzie were destined to meet.
My connection to the Battle of Peach Tree Creek is not what I thought it was.
I don’t have any clear memories of my maternal grandfather, who died when I was two. He was born in 1884, grew up in the small town of Paw Paw, Illinois, got a medical degree from Northwestern in 1908 and practiced until the 1950s, when he retired from his position as Medical Director of the...
What came in between the grim look on her face in the picture last time, and this triumphant grin?
In the summer of 1892, my great-great-grandmother's first husband made the national news.
I hope you enjoy Catharine's voice as much as I do.
At first glance, only one entry - the last - makes reference to the Civil War. But looking at the word frequencies in Catharine's diary hints at another, more oblique, more personal story.
She makes me and V.I. Warshawski look like homebodies.
Whoever the writer is, it's certainly not Catharine's husband Amos, unless he's in the habit of referring to himself in the third person.