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John W. Sharp was born on 22nd day of July, 1836 in the town of Northhampton, Northamptonshire, England. he was the sixth child of twelve children born to George and Esther Richards Sharp. He was christened John Sharp, but after coming to Utah he took the initial "W" to distinguish him from other John Sharps in the city. His father was a shoemaker, and John learned the trade of boot-fitter, which consisted of preparing and fitting the tops of the shoes to the soles.
He was with his mother one day when she saw a placard announcing a course of lectures to be delivered by some Elders of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. His mother decided to attend the lectures and took John along with her. His mother joined the church in 1850, as did his older brother Charles. Two years later, at the age of sixteen, John became a member of the church. He was baptized at Northampton, by Elder Samuel Parks. He was ordained a deacon in February of 1855, and ordained an Elder on May 25, 1856 under the hands of Elder James Lavender and William Bayliss.
When he was nineteen years old, he was called to labor as a traveling Elder in the Bedfordshire Conference, under the presidency of William Bayliss. He continued this assignment until January 1, 1858, when he was appointed to labor and travel in the Norwich Conference. He worked there under the direction of Elders Edwin Scott and William Jeffries until June 20, 1859. He was then sent to New Castle-Upon-Tyne pastorate to travel under the presidency of Thomas Wallace and Joseph Stanford. He labored in the Durham, New Castle-Upon_Tyne, and Carlisle conference until April, 1861 when he was released to immigrate to Utah. During the almost six years spent as a missionary, he reported that he "met with opposition and was often mobbed."

Charles "Charlie" Evans

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Charles Evans was born January 22, 1865 in Mason Arms, Lampeter, Cardiganshire, Wales a son of Jane Evans and Charles Evans. He had seven brothers and sisters.
Charles was nearly four years old when his father died so he didn't remember much about him. He worked in the coal mines for years and was also the sexton in that town. Charles had just turned ten years old when the  following spring  he started to work as a water boy in the coal mines. He worked in the mines for two years in the summers and whenever there was no school but the third summer, he decided to come to Utah instead of working in the mines.
Charles mother remarried to Benjamin Richars on November 11, 1879 in Wales. He had a family but they were all married except one son named David Lloyd Richards who was Three years older than Charles. 
Charles mother would get the children all ready for Sunday School on Sunday morning and send them to church at to The Church of England. For a long time they went to the Church of England as they were told.  The Mormon missionaries had been in Wales preaching the gospel. Choyce (Joyce) Ellen had decided to join the Mormon Church and go to Utah with the Elders. She would planning to go to Utah and live with the family of one of the married missionaries, Dan Jones family.
As the children were sent to off to church one day Charles and David decided they were curious about the missionaries and the church that Choyce had decided to join. They went down the hill on their way as usual but when they got to the bottom of the hill, they took off to where the Elders were preaching instead of to their church. They would leave a little before the Elders were through preaching, as it was a little further for them to get home at the same time as if they had gone to the Church of England. They did this a few Sundays out of curiosity but then it became interesting so they told their mother what they had been doing and she said they could continue.
Joyce had to earn her own money to go to Utah. She worked hauling fuel into a furnace and loading sand onto cars. She came to Utah on one of the first railroad trains told stories of stopping and gathering wood along the way to put in the tender for fuel for the train.
Charles decided he would like to go to Utah  So he wrote his sister and asked. She agreed as long as their mother agreed.  Joyce would help send money to bring Charles to Utah if he would help work on their farm and pay them back for the money they sent for his fare to Utah.
Charles had an uncle  in Wales who was very fond of him. He was fairly well to do and he told him if he would stay in Wales he would pay for his schooling. Charles was not swayed by the offer.
When the money came for the ticket to Utah and his mother began to inquire if any of the missionaries or anyone was going to Utah. In answer to her inquiries a Mrs. Simon from Woods Cross, Utah who was visiting Wales said she would be glad to see that  Charles got to Salt Lake alright. Charles left England on May 25, 1878 on the ship "Nevada" it was very hard for him to leave his mother and travel with strangers, but the plan was to try to get as many of their family to Salt Lake as they could. His mother said she would stay in Wales and send the children to Joyce in hopes she could come later. He left feeling better about this after mother reminded him. Mr.s Simon took him and they said goodbye and found their quarters on the ship. His was right by the fog horn and they blew it most of the time as it was foggy. He was what you call "sea-sick"  all the way on the boat. it took 12 days on the ocean, arriving June 5 1878.
They arrived in Salt Lake June 13, 1878. He was thirteen years and six months old. Joyce and her husband Daniel were there to meet them. Mrs. Simon went on to Woods Cross after delivering him safely to his sister as she had promised. They traveled to Joyce's home on State Street in the Union Ward, which was his new home.
He got settled and started to help Daniel with his work. It was a large farm with lots of cows to feed and milk. There was butter to be made and take to Salt Lake City to sell. Sometimes Charles went with them to sell the butter. He also raised horses and had a stallion, which was quite a problem to care for at times.
It took over a year to pay Daniel back the money back for the trip to Utah. The family then decided it was time to send the money for little sister Jane to come over, which they did October 18,1879. Mother Jane's second husband had died a short time after Charles left his home in Wales.  Jane was able to bring both herself and step son David L. Richards to Utah September 4, 1880.
David later married and pioneered Vernal.

George Walton b. 5 February 1832 d 6 March 1904 & Anna Hug
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George Walton was born in Whitbourne, Herefordshire, to Thomas Walton Price and Jane Rowley. In his youth he worked for neighboring farmers; he is found on the 1851 census as a general servant at Pount Farm. George joined The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints and in 1853 emigrated to Utah Territory with his parents, brother John and sister Jan. There he met and married Swiss emigrant Anna Hug (b. 27 June 1835) Having left her own family in Switzerland.

Anna was living with the Francis Birch family and working in their garden when she noticed a young man laboring in the adjoining field. George introduced himself, and later proposed. They were married 3 June 1857 by Bishop Reuben Miller of the Millcreek Ward, then sealed in the Endowment House, 1 November 1859. The couple's first home was their wagon box, propped on a foundation of logs. The summer after their marriage, George traveled to Echo Canyon to deter the approach of Johnston's Army, leaving Anna and newborn daughter Jane to flee south on their own. Shortly before the arrival of Johston's Army to Utah Territory. George traveled to Echo Canyon to help deter the army while his wife and their infant daughter fled south. When Johnston's Army no longer posed a threat, the family returned to their homestead near Mill Creek. Each lived to old age. The family build a one-room cabin, and finally a larger brick home.

Four years after his marriage to Anna, George married another Swiss emigrant, Mary Catherine Haberli (b 25 April 1841) Catherine bore seven children and lived in the log cabin on the Walton property, even after she and George divorced. (Divorce was mandated by new laws created and enforced by the United States Government) To provide for her children, Catherine took in laundry and allowed her sons to hire out. Although family accounts reflect bitter feelings that Catherine's children wore denim "granny gowns," went barefoot, and rarely attended school, probably similar to the lifestyle of Anna's children, who also went hungry at times. George gave each of his children five acres of land when they married. George preceded Anna and Catherine in death. Catherine passed away 16 March 1910, and Anna passed away 22 September 1931, at the age of 97.
Sources Edna True Grover, "History of Anna Hug Walton, Pioneer of 1855: undated and "History of George Walton Price Pioneer of 1853" November 2001 and "Polygamy and the Walton Price Family"

George Henry Walton & Laura Louisa Harwood
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George H. Walton (b. 15 Feb. 1860 d. 25 May 1955)
Was born in Millcreek, a son of early pioneers George and Anna Hug Walton. As a young man he worked for the Union Pacific Railroad, grading in Weber Canyon. Later he hauled timber from Mill Creek Canyon and freight from Salt Lake City to the Wood River country in Idaho. He was an early settler on the upper Snake River Valley.
On 14 April 1887 he married Laura Louisa Harwood. Louisa had been born 3 January 1865 in Letton Green, Norfolk, England, daughter of Henery Harwood and Lois Hood. She was employed in England as a domestic servant. She came to Salt Lake City in 1884, crossing the Atlantic with her two brothers aboard the Arizona.
George and Louisa were later sealed in the Logan Temple. They had five children: George E. H., Hazel, Lafayette, Lenard, and Ethel.

In 1899 George established the Pioneer Grocery and Coal business. He moved his family to Rigby, Idaho, in 1907, where he had established a ranch some years before. They returned to Millcreek and their coal and feed business in 1912, living at 209 West 3300 South. From 1922 to 1925 George was justice of the peace in the third precinct. 
Louisa died 12 February 1937. At the time of George's death (25, May 1955) he was the oldest member of the Wells Stake high priest quorum at the age of 95. Both George and Louisa are buried in Wasatch Lawn Memorial Park.

Finding A New Family

Robert Palmer & Charlotte Elizabeth Parr
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Nearly two years after Robert's father married his second wife,
Robert Palmer (1809) married Hannah Barber (1821) in Needham, England. This family included Hannah's year old illegitimate daughter named Annie Marie.

Hannah was the the oldest of 9 children. Her mother died at 40 leaving her to care for her siblings. The youngest child was only 15 months old. Not an easy task for a 19 year old. Hannah married 8 years later at the age of 27.

Hannah's second child Robert (1849) was born
in June of about 1852  Robert the father (1809) became very ill. He suffered two weeks and then died. Family legend says that little Robert  took his sand bucket and shovel and attempted to dig his father from his grave. He was buried at Homersfield, on June 13, 1852.

It must have been difficult for the young Widow Hannah to provide for her two small children after the untimely death of her husband. we can only image the void that this meant to her even though she was surrounded with family members in Homersfield and Wortwell. Four years later, Hannah married again to provide herself a husband and a father for her two small children. Annie Marie now age 9 and Robert age 7.  She married a 56 year old James Smith (20 years her senior) a widower and laborer from Bungay Trinity.

The boy and his step father did not get along very well. (Family legends speak of brutal whippings and beatings.) Hannah was afraid for her young son's life. So Robert was sent to live with an uncle at the age of 8 or 9. (No name or place of resident was given as to identity of this uncle.) Family legend goes on to say that his uncle got him a job in a coal mine as a water boy. (Leading donkey laden with water kegs to the thirsty miners.)  The uncle furthered the boy's abuse by stealing his wages and then whipping him because there was not enough money to get totally drunk every Saturday at the Pub. The young boy thought this home was no better than the one he left. He endured it for awhile and then decided to leave this home and go away on his own.

Robert walked all day, and as evening approached he saw a kindly looking woman sitting on her porch in a strange city. He must have been at desperation's door to ask for a sandwich. He was given food, and one can only imagine what was said. He revealed to her that he had no parents and she said that she and her husband had no children. A mutual feeling developed and a young Robert Palmer became a resident in the home of William Scott Cawkwell and his wife Mary England Cawkwell.
He lived witht he Cawkwells more than ten years and found love and acceptance of a degree never before give. He lost contact with his mother, Hannah, as far as any recorded events until her death about Oct. 1866.  at the age of 46.  (Mary England Cawkwells family ties into our family line)

*Robert joined the church and immigrated to the United States with the Cawkwells who introduced him to his future wife Charlotte Parr at the port awaiting the ship.
*Note of interest: Annie Marie (half-sister to Robert) joined the the LDS church in England October 1866.

John Palmer (1663) and Mary Chalker (1667) Married 1688  in Redden hall, Norfolk, England.

Our line comes through their 7^th child of 8 children  Richard (1707)

Richard Palmer Married Saraphilpot (1708) in Bedingham, Norfolk, England in 1728.
16 Children were born to them. Death dates for were found for 10 of the children , mostly within the first year or two of life.  Marriages were found for only 2 children and no information about the other four except their christenings. 

Our line comes through their 15^th child John (1748)

John Palmer married Lydia Fenn (about 1749) in Wrentham, soffolk, England, in 1770. Both were single and living in the same parish. Both signed with (X).  Six children were born to this couple. Two marriages were found and no information about the others except their christenings.  John was listed as a Laborer at  the birth of his fourth child, Robert (1782).

Our line comes through Robert (1782).

Robert Palmer (1809) married Margaret Todd (1776) in Denton, Norfolk, England, in 1804.  Margaret was six years older than Robert and is the first spouse identified with her family. (Early records don’t always give the full name of the spouse.) Her father was David Todd, her mother was Hannah Barber and they lived in Alburgh, Norfolk. Robert and Margaret had seven children and marriages were found for only two. 21 days after the christening of their fourth child, John, in 1811, Robert, himself, was christened as a 28 year old married man on June 30, 1811. He was listed as a laborer at the christening of his last two children. Margaret died March 23, 1843, of paralysis at 64 years of age. Robert signed his X as being present at her death.  At this time Robert is listed as a agricultural laborer. Four years after she died Robert remarried his second wife Ann Ramsbottam, a 62 year old widow also living in Homersfield. Both Robert and Ann signed their certificate with their mark (X.)  Robert died seven and a half years later of general infirmity. He was 73 years old and listed as a husbandman.

Our direct line comes through his third child, Robert  (1809)

Robert Palmer married Christmas Day 1848 in Wortwell (Redenhall) Norfolk, England. He was listed as a bachelor, and laborer. His  Spouse Hann Barber, (1821) was 12 years younger a spinster, and signed her name rather than her mark.  Hannah’s parents were William Barber, a brickmaker, and Sarah Howes who lived in Needham, Norfolk, about three miles from Wortwell. Robert and Hannahad only one child Robert (1809) died June 9, 1852.  Robert’s father Robert (1782) signed being present at the time of his son’s death. The death certificate list Synochus fever (certified Typhoid)

Our direct line comes through his only child, Robert (1849)

“To a very large extent we are, each of us, a product  not just genetically of our father and mother, but of the “place in society” has a very real importance in the context of life in Britain. Knowing myself and how I react to certain situations, then perhaps I know how my ancestors felt and reacted.”   

Quote Clyde Palmer   (cousin)

Joseph Parr & Elizabeth England
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Joseph Charles Parr Married Elizabeth England on December 31, 1830 in Howden parish in York, England. They became the parents of twelve children. We know that at least three of their daughters joined the church in England.  The first daughter to leave England was Ester Maria. She was 25 and single. She married soon after arriving in Salt Lake and sent money for the rest of her family to join her. Two years later Joseph, Elizabeth, with their three year old granddaughter and Charlotte Elizabeth, boarded the ship USS Wyoming. 

Robert Palmer also boarded that same ship having joined the church in 1870.   Their ship traveled twelve days upon the seas and arrived at New York on July 3, 1871. The Parr family and Robert Palmer settled in West Jordan.

It has been recorded in a history of Rober Palmer and Charlotte Eliza Parr that they were introduced to each other at the port of Liverpool. William “Scott” Cawkwell was supposed to have done this by saying, “Well, Bobby, here’s the girl I have been telling you about. What do you think of her?” He replied, “She doesn’t  look bad, I guess she’ll do.” The story speaks of a romance blossoming on the ship and continuing upon their arrival in Salt Lake.  They all settled in West Jordan. Robert worked as a miner in Alta and walked home on the weekend.

Robert Palmer and Charlotte Elizabeth Parr married in Salt Lake City on March 11, 1872.  They made their first home in Sandy in the side of a hill (called a dugout). It had a dirt floor and dirt roof.  In 1875 they filed to homestead the property and built a three bedroom home that they moved in with their first two children. A year later Ettie Hannah was born.  (My great grandmother)

The farm had never been plowed. It was open, non-fenced sand dunes and sage brush. The closest neighbors lived ½ mile away. He fenced in the whole farm with posts and barbed wire to stop people from taking short cuts across his property. When he found his fence wire cut, he doubled the posts, put more wire on the fence, and he dug a 4 ft  by 20 ft  trench. This did not make the neighbors very happy but it solved the problem.  He also suffered from not having enough water to his farm. Being the last farm on the ditch if the others weren't careful to keep their ditch well maintained the water would flow out and leave him without.  

He like to say that good fences and solid ditches made good neighbors.

Ann Jane Evans Sainsbury Dreams To Help Her Go On

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On December 31, 1926 we were blessed with another lovely son. we named him Charles Bailey after his Grandfather and Grandmother Evans. After Bailey was born we had a lot of sickness in our home. My husband had blood poisoning in his leg and was very sick. I had weeping ulcers in one of my eyes. Mary was in bed with Scarlet Fever. Baily was also very sick. Calvin was the only one that was not sick. There we all were and we couldn't have any help because of being quarantined with Scarlet Fever. My father came down and helped all he could with the outside work.  But having faith in our prayers and having the priesthood in our home and with the help of the Lord, we all came through on top and were all well again. After having so much sickness in our family and the death of my mother and Evah, for some reason or other, I hardly knew why, I guess i just got a little weak and gave up. With not thinking too much of what I was doing, I sure got discouraged and down-hearted and everything got so dark before me. I just thought, "What's the use of going on?" I didn't care whether worked in the Church or not. I didn't do the things for my family like I used to do. Mary would say to me, "Mama, what's the matter? You don't go to Primary anymore or make play dinners for me like you used to when Evah was here." I just couldn't understand why all these bad things had to happen to us and not the rest of the family.
We lived a pretty good life, I thought. We always paid our tithing and all other donations that were required of us by the Church. At this time we were building our new chapel and we made our  payment that was asked of us. My husband spent a lot of time helping with the work on the Church. We always attended our meetings and accepted the different organizers of the Church.
Now the thought came to me. "Was I doing the right thing to feel this way?" and that maybe this was a test the Lord was putting me through to see how strong my faith was. But anyhow, at the time I was feeling this way I had two dreams. The first one I was shown by a person I didn't know, many different kind of homes built. As were going along we came to one house that did not look so good. It was sort of old and shabby. The board walks and the little fence around it was all torn down. Here we stopped and this person spoke and asked me if I knew whose home this was. I said "NO." The person told me whose it was. I told him that, "He had a new home with flowers  all around it before he died." He answered and said, "Well, this is all the treasures he has given to us for a place for himself." We walked a little ways farther and we came to a beautiful home. It was painted white, with nice sidewalks, and a little white fence all around it with beautiful flowers and bushes. I was asked if I knew who this one belonged to. I said that I didn't know. Then he told me that it was my mother's home. I answered him and said,"My mother had a nice home." He said, "This is the kind of place your mother built for herself with the treasures she laid up in Heaven while on earth." That was the end of my first dream. I didn't think much about it, only to wonder what a funny dream to have.
After a while I had another dream. This time I thought I went to the cemetery to put some flowers on Mother's and Evah's graves. I put the flowers on Evah's grave, but I couldn't seem to find Mother's grave. It seemed to me like it was in another place on a hill and to get there I would have to go up some steps. I found the steps but I just could not climb up them. I tried and tried but I kept falling back and could not climber so I started to cry and this woke me up.
I thought about it and why I should dream a dream like that, and what did it really mean. When I thought about these dreams, the more it worried me. I just could not get them off my mind. They were with me all the time.
I just kept on wondering about them and if the really meant anything to me. By this time I knew the only thing for me to do was to pray to my Father in Heaven about them. Having lots of faith in prayers, that's what I did. I knew my Father in Heaven would answer my prayers if it was for me to know because he had done it many times when I have asked for help.
I knelt down on my knees beside my bed and prayed to my Father in Heaven if he would please make it known unto me if these dreams really did mean anything to me. I went about my work as usual and it wasn't very long before I received my answer to my prayers.
One morning, when I was sitting on the foot of my bed, alone, I heard a voice speak to me as plain as it could be and it said, "Go to Brother Hale's vision that you have and read it." I had a copy of the vision that he had while he was sick at one time. I got the paper and sat down in my rocking chair in front of the fireplace and began to read it. When I got to the part that told of him visiting Heaven, my front room was filled with such a beautiful light and I was sitting in the middle of this beautiful light which was all around me. Words cannot express the beauty of it. It was such a heavenly sight to behold, and the paper that I was reading dropped to the floor.
When I looked up, there was my Mother. she was sitting in such a beautiful white chair all trimmed in gold. She was so beautiful and happy all dressed in white and was wearing a gold crown on her head.
Sitting in front of her on small chairs was a group of small children and among them was my little daughter, Evah. She was so beautiful and happy. They looked just like little angels.
I went up as far as the children toward my mother. I came to some steps, and went to go up to them to my mother. But there was a person standing there and wouldn't let me go any farther. This person spoke to me and said, "You cannot go to where your Mother is. If you want to go up there you must go back and finish your work. There is much more for you to do." At that moment the beautiful lights and everything disappeared and there I was sitting in my chair. It seemed to me that I had explain how I felt at this time.
I knew for sure now that this was a test the Lord was putting me through to try me out to see if I would give up and not have the faith to go on and do the work that I should do to gain Eternal life with my Father in Heaven, and be with my loved ones who had gone on before me. I knew by the feeling I had within myself that this was the answer to my prayers.

Little Evah Sainsbury

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Mary Sainsbury Visser relates the following memory of her little sister Evah's Death
"I forgot my lunch so I came home from school to get it. As I was going up the steps the doctor was coming down and he said to someone, "That little girl in there isn't going to make it." I went in the house and Dad and somebody else were giving her a blessing. Mom was crying in the doorway of the bedroom. I went and stood by Mom. After the blessing Evah sat up in bed and said "Mom, you need to move out of the doorway because Grandma is coming through." Her Grandma Evans had passed away 5 months pervious. "Then she laid down again and shortly after that, she died."

Walton Price family Emigration to America

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Lafaette Roy Harwood Walton & Victoria Elizabeth Anderson
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The Walton-Price family emigrated to the America over an eight-year period.  Thomas and Jane Walton were numbered among the 332 Latter-day Saint passengers who set sail from Liverpool 17 January 1853 on board the Ellen Maria. The 768-ton vessel was commanded by Captain Whitmore and was the lightest of the fourteen vessels listed by Piercy as carrying Mormon emigrants during 1853-1854.

John Walton Price son of Thomas & Jane
While somewhere in the mid ocean, a terrific storm arose and for a time the furry of hell seemed to be turned loose with a determination to destroy all. All hope seemed to fade, then die right before our eyes. Then we knew we were wholly dependent on the mercy of God to spare us because our sails were torn to shreds. Then upon our knees with bowed heads to God, we prayed for deliverance. the storm calmed, but our sails looked beyond repair. How could we sail on? Then came the Captain of the vessel, a grand and God-fearing old man, who gave us words of cheer, then said, "Come stand by me and we will sail on." All obeyed his command and God prepared the way and we did "sail on!!" not realizing just where we were going but after many anxious days land was sighted and when reached it was our promised land, the land of America, just a few miles below our anticipated landing. What a thrill to realize our lives had been spared, but it was through God's great mercy and her guiding hand that safely steered us to the promised land. Source: Annie Amelia Price Hamilton, "History of John Walton Price,"  undated

Another account of the trip was written by Hanna Cornaby
Oh the furry of that storm! Our ship will surely wreck, The women are all kept inside, the men ordered up on deck. We cannot see what's going on, but hear the deafening din of fearful noises overhead, the screams and cries within. Anchors overboard are cast, to stay her dangerous flight; The peril is augmented by the darkness, for 'tis night; The anchors' weight like feathers seems; still on the vessel goes, For her keel's quite near the sand, as each anxious sounding shows. We know that there is danger, yet there's potency in prayer, And in this trying moment, ask our Heavenly Father's care; Our spirits feel its soothing power, and patiently we wait The few brief moments, which we know must soon decide our fate.  The captain, for a moment, comes inside the cabin door And in his face we read a look we never saw before. He gazes on the passengers, but utters not a word, Yet plainly then we learn our fate, although no sound is heard. My husband now comes in; his face looks pale, but calm; He sits down close beside me, takes our babe upon his arm; Then seeks, with tender loving words to know if I'm aware Unless Jehovah's  power prevents, death, Which will not fail us, even though we should resign our breath, And though, perhaps, all human power is impotent to save, Our trust is stayed on Him who can control the wind and wave. The wind is hushed, the danger past, oh, how the tidings come, To all who now expect to meet a sudden watery tomb!  Life comes to us instead of death; joy takes the place of grief, But how describe the feeling of wonderful relief? The vessel righted, now her course again can be controlled, And with the morning light the distant coast we can behold, While now we shudder, as we think, what would have been our fate, But for the interposing power, displayed for us of late. 

Inspiration

This story is one of inspiration. After reading it in a book I have held for almost 10 years I was inspired to look for other stories and to publish them on this blog so that others may enjoy.

I have always wanted to learn the stories of my grandparents. Now that I am a grandmother I will gather the stories for my children and my children's children.

This is for all my family with Love