Norchid

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Memories—
In the evening by the fireside
When our daily tasks are done
And from chamber walls steal slowly
Day streaks fading one by one.

Then we sit in silence musing
While we watch the embers glow,
And past days in memory pictures
Quickly come and quickly go.

Scenes of joy, scenes of sorrow,
Many an old familiar friend,
Errors made in youth and manhood,
All in one another blend.

Embers falling soon to ashes
Oft remind of loved ones gone,
Lives that brightened but to perish
Leaving us to wander on;

But we love to sit, and musing
Watch the embers ruddy glow,
Living till the lamps are lighted
In the days of long ago.

- 1902 Hampden Sydney College Kaleidoscope

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We must remember the past for preservation of the future. I am young but of the last generation honored to have heard tales of days long by while sitting at the supper table or outside in the open air in fields and orchards, helping do the work of the hands while taking in stories of the heart. May we never forget them and always live up to them.

Fulfillment is searching for a stone and finding a diamond— information on the life of a person for whom there was no prior knowledge. For me, it doesn't need to be a relation. It's about honoring a life well-lived and perhaps, just maybe, impacting another that is alive today.

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If you've stumbled on my page, please consider leaving a flower for Harold Billow, recently passed in May of 2022, last of the known survivors of the Malmedy Massacre of WWII. I stumbled upon him and felt moved to share his memory not only for his own but for the rest of the "Greatest Generation" now fading from our midst.

Another man of honor that I stumbled upon is Lt John Daniel Britton who made the ultimate sacrifice as a member of Co A 513 Parachute Reg 17th Airborn Div. He was killed in battle at Wessel, Germany.

Please also consider leaving a flower for Sylvia Oiness, missionary nurse on the ill-fated Egyptian ship known as ZamZam that would face a German raider in 1941. She and others would end up on the prison ship Dresden, and miraculously survive to tell stories of the adventure. She was my grandfather's cousin.

Memories—
In the evening by the fireside
When our daily tasks are done
And from chamber walls steal slowly
Day streaks fading one by one.

Then we sit in silence musing
While we watch the embers glow,
And past days in memory pictures
Quickly come and quickly go.

Scenes of joy, scenes of sorrow,
Many an old familiar friend,
Errors made in youth and manhood,
All in one another blend.

Embers falling soon to ashes
Oft remind of loved ones gone,
Lives that brightened but to perish
Leaving us to wander on;

But we love to sit, and musing
Watch the embers ruddy glow,
Living till the lamps are lighted
In the days of long ago.

- 1902 Hampden Sydney College Kaleidoscope

——————
We must remember the past for preservation of the future. I am young but of the last generation honored to have heard tales of days long by while sitting at the supper table or outside in the open air in fields and orchards, helping do the work of the hands while taking in stories of the heart. May we never forget them and always live up to them.

Fulfillment is searching for a stone and finding a diamond— information on the life of a person for whom there was no prior knowledge. For me, it doesn't need to be a relation. It's about honoring a life well-lived and perhaps, just maybe, impacting another that is alive today.

——————
If you've stumbled on my page, please consider leaving a flower for Harold Billow, recently passed in May of 2022, last of the known survivors of the Malmedy Massacre of WWII. I stumbled upon him and felt moved to share his memory not only for his own but for the rest of the "Greatest Generation" now fading from our midst.

Another man of honor that I stumbled upon is Lt John Daniel Britton who made the ultimate sacrifice as a member of Co A 513 Parachute Reg 17th Airborn Div. He was killed in battle at Wessel, Germany.

Please also consider leaving a flower for Sylvia Oiness, missionary nurse on the ill-fated Egyptian ship known as ZamZam that would face a German raider in 1941. She and others would end up on the prison ship Dresden, and miraculously survive to tell stories of the adventure. She was my grandfather's cousin.

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