There from England and branch of the CORNISH people.
This guy and his wife Debbie end up having 12 children and one was my great grand ma Emma.
Russel and his wife both born in Nova Scotia and move to Michigan farm the land. Both are buried in Michigan.
Parked in the JW parking lot and did a very short walk. The road are iffy. With crappy insurance I have. I call it two broken leg insurance. My luck if I fell I would just break my arm and it would come out of my pocket.
A few items for my grand child.
The ideal I had was to get two padded large envelopes. Guess what I forgot to pick them up, and as I was driving home. I said "Oh shit I was going to get them at the post office" and I was in downtown.
I sign up for a secret sister and seem like I can't get my act together and send off her package.
She has appointment for both Wednesday and Thursday.
I did a little more work in the small bed room. add a few piece to the yard sale, found some cards and items that can be use to write to my pen pals. Which I should start doing.
Semi organize some craft magazine mostly ceramic ones.
Couple items I will be taken to the thrift store.
Murphy split up some large birch rounds, his back is sore. So I end up reranging the firewood in basement and cooking dinner. Pork chops, rice, and applesauce.
Coffee is on