This picture was taken around early 1910-1915 of my grandpa’s class at St. Boniface. I’m not sure what grade he was in- I’m sorry that I didn’t ask him more about his schooling. He is the one with the red circle around his head.
My grandpa lived in Ludlow, Ky. His father, Samuel, worked for the railroad as well as most men from that era. Jack’s grandpa worked there as well as his dad. Most probably our grandpa’s knew each other. Sorta strange how we are somehow connected to each other.
My great-grandmother, Julia O’hara had passed away when my grandpa was 2 years old. By the time I came around to ask questions he had forgotten what she had passed away from.
I will tell you this as my grandpa was way up in his 90’s he would tear up every time he talked about his mom. He didn’t know anything about a mothers love but he did know he missed out on a special kind of love. As he aged He would cry frequently while he spoke of her.
The impact of my grandpa’s desperate need for his mom only hits me now. I wish I had hugged him, comfort him but I only listened. Never offering the physical touch that he so needed at that time.
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We are so unprepared for these touching events when we are young. I also remember thinking that I would never forget the details of the many stories - wish I had taped them or made notes!
A touching tory indeed. A different time, when emotion was something to be hidden, not discussed like this. It's a great photo, thoughy, that helps to evoke some sense of the times. Thanks for sharing it.
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Love your picture of your grandfather and to hear your memories about him! Love our family histories!
Blessings,
Gert
Happy I found your blog, Cindy, from you finding mine:) Looking forward to following you!
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Great story and picture. Love those old pics especially if a story goes with it.
Have a great weekend!
Melinda
What a great blog post! So touching and true. Like you I did not think to ask my grandparents everything I wish I had, while I had the chance. Thank you for visiting me and I am following you now as well. Always nice to meet a fellow KY blogger.
Deb
What a wonderful photo. There a probably very few photos of a classroom from that era, and this one is so great. Your story of your grandpa is so sad. I'm sure he was just glad you were around to listen. You asked about my dessert forks on my blog. I purchased them on-line from "Zulily". They are made by "Amici". Thanks for visiting my blog. laurie
My mother went to a school named St Boniface, only it was in Iowa. Most of my family is buried in a Catholic cemetery named St Boniface!
My mother went to a school named St Boniface, only it was in Iowa. Most of my family is buried in a Catholic cemetery named St Boniface!
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