The meeting story of my mom and dad in Charleston in 1947, when he was in the Merchant Marine, is legend. My mother was quite beautiful and refined. A Southern girl through and trough from a good family. They were rather poor, but highly regarded. My grandfather was one of the pharmacists in the small city where my mother grew up, and was called “Doctor,” and was beloved by all the folks in that town who did business with him in the early decades of the last century.
This is a wonderful essay John and a fantastic glimpse into your early life. You should write more about your parents and the times spent with them. It would be so good for you to research your family tree and perhaps one day visit the Netherlands.
This is a wonderful essay John and a fantastic glimpse into your early life. You should write more about your parents and the times spent with them. It would be so good for you to research your family tree and perhaps one day visit the Netherlands.