For the Remembrance Day today I introduce my father’s uncle, Sgt. John Walter Cobb, Jr. who served in France for almost two years. Then 2 days before the War ended, he died there from the great Flu Epidemic. He is buried in the American Military Cemetery in Saint-Mihiel, France – a very lovely place.
Arlington National Cemetary: After the Flag
5/30/2022
5/18/2022
The Snake on the Bridge Was Moving Slowly Over the Creek
On a warm Sunday afternoon my daughter and I decided to walk to the Creek which is pretty near.
The sky was bright above. I felt grand to be out in such weather because the day before it was raining,
We heard active water below the Bridge and we saw several elderly seniors speeding toward us.
"Its a snake on the Bridge" called the elder man as he rushed by us.
I looked ahead at the side where the Snake was moving directly over the Bridge.
Seeing the Snake scared me.
Another old man called out - "watch out for Snake on the Bridge."
This Senior's tall son whispered as he passed near me.
"This snake doesn't have poison - its a racer."
I waved to him as I took several deep breaths ----
then added several pictures.
Somehow I knew I would come back soon to explore the Creek -
since I have ignored it for years.
Field Guide to Maryland's Snakes (Order Squamata)
5/09/2022
LETTERS
My first storytelling passion came from genealogy.
I have often laughed that I began storytelling as a subversive activity.
I wanted a way to tell our family stories so that they would want to listen. And then - as so often happens - the glitter and sparkle of storytelling itself lured me away from genealogy.
I will be posting something about the family
To start again I have reached back to several posts I wrote couple of years ago.
I love old letters, whether I know the people or not.
The handwritings bring me close to the person who wrote the letters - - - -
often there is a story hidden in an old letter
How about you?
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