Lucinda's Story Final Notes

I have been doing genealogy for several years researching both of our families. Tracking down one's ancestors is an endless task, the more answers you find, the more questions you have. The process has been simplified by the Internet, but it is still time consuming. The gathering of information and separating facts from false leads is an incredible adventure. Having actual documentation makes it so much easier to put the puzzle pieces in place.

Lucinda's husband, William, had kept a few documents and photos in a small metal box. The box was passed down to my husband's mother, Elizabeth. When she died the box came to us.

The story you have been reading is based on the contents of that little box and a few stories from my husband's father, Jack.

Lucinda died in 1934, William died fifty years later in 1984. There were other women in Bill's life after Lucinda died but I, being somewhat of a romantic, strongly believe she was his one true love.

Lucinda's story has been in my head for quite some time, this Mother's Day weekend seemed like the right time for it to be told.

I have two last photos to share with you. These are casual snapshots of Lucinda and Bill from about 1928.

Thank you faithful readers for taking the time to share this glimpse into one family's history.


This is a automated post, I am somewhere in the wilds of Idaho and Montana until next week. I hope you have enjoyed Lucinda's story. This is a repost of a story I wrote last year for Mother's Day. I will be around to catch up with everyone when we get home.