Today I met with some people from my Chem. class for our exam tomorrow. It was really odd because all of us, there were four of us, did not know until today that we were all home schooled through high school and for three of us from the time we were little. Anyways, we were talking, mostly about chem. but sometimes about other things. We all have a lot more in common than I thought. For one example, we all come from military families. Well, the conversation got to our families, and eventually some stories that we have been told about them were brought up. So that would explain why I have been thinking about long past generations of my family.

My great grandfather, so my mother’s father’s father (phew) was a doctor in the Civil War. He wrote in a journal very faithfully while he was in the war. We have a copy of the journal, but the real thing is in a museum. If you can make out the handwritten entries it is exceedingly interesting. Anyways…After he had been in the war for a while he was in a hospital working when there was a cannon ball that when through the wall and took his arm off. After that incident his journal is much harder to read, due to the fact that his writing hand was now gone. After the war (his side lost, btw) he came home to find a wife. By this time he was well in his 40s and the woman he picked to be his wife was only 14. She however has a much different story…maybe in another entry I will tell you all (if you are not board out of your mind by this one). My grandfather was born when his father was 73 and his mother was 40 (hence why I can say my great-grandfather was in the Civil war that was 145 years ago, not my great-great-grandfather…because he was old when my grandfather was born). Bon Burt was his name. Great man. So much to say and find out about my family…

I suppose I will stop while I am ahead. See you all later.
-Aidan