And again
Am reposting as Mom tried to post for previous picture and Blogger lost it, so is juat a small reminder that it is still here...
posted by lisaandrichard at 10:30 AM
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Am reposting as Mom tried to post for previous picture and Blogger lost it, so is juat a small reminder that it is still here...
5 Comments:
Thanks Lisa, sorry its taken so long.
Jackie was 3 the very cool, wet summer of 1941. When he got sick with stomach pains and fever, they thought at first it was stomach flu, but when it went on for some time, somehow, in spite of almost impassible roads (no pavement, very little gravel) they managed to get him to Peace River to the dr but his appendix had already ruptured - since this was pre antibiotics, that was pretty much a death sentence and he passed away about a week later - Mother was with him as was the doctor. Neil was a baby and when Mom and Uncle Jim came in from Peace River I remember, I was fixing him a bottle and my hands shook so that uncle Jim took the bottle from me and finished it. He was buried a few days later at the Three Hills cemetery shown here. Bill and I were considered old enough to go and I can remember him all dressed up with shirt & tie in his little coffin - went home & cried for hours.
He was a very sweet little boy, not full of mischief like the others boys. Everyone said as they often did then when someone died young that he was just too good to live. I guess that was some comfort.
So sad, Mom. Thanks for sharing it with us.
That is a good and sad story, Mom.
Thanks Mom.
Thanks Mom.
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