I’m sure everybody has had this feeling at one time or another…
I wish I could talk to my parents, and ask them questions about things they were around to see (well before my time) while they were going on.
I’m pretty sure this is a universal feeling. My Mom did tell me about the influenza epidemic when she was a young woman. It was amazing to hear a first-hand account of her experiences during that time. My Dad told me about grandpa (his Dad) having typhoid fever. My Dad wasn’t born yet, but grandpa told him about it. It did leave Grandpa with a bowel issue for the rest of his life. And many other events and occurrences that I would find so interesting to hear about.
I guess the motto is “talk to people while they are here”.
Also Fatima. I am not Catholic, but it sure seems that something really happened in Portugal in 1917. Something worthy of note.
Well, that is the extent of my musings for today.
Have a good night, all.
See you tomorrow.
God bless everybody.
Patty