My Uncle Walter passed away this week. I’m going to miss the funeral because I promised my mother I would come to see her. I’m kinda sad because funerals are a good place to see my other aunts and uncles. There will be more opportunities I’m sure.
It does however bring to mind that our project is more important now than ever. We need to be collecting those stories from our parents and grandparents soon, so we can preserve their heritage, their food culture, their memories, their laughter and their hardships.
Uncle Walter never showed his age. He was handsome and spry and liked to laugh alot. He was married to one of my mother’s many sisters. They lived on a farm that did not have indoor plumbing. I remember the can on the second floor that needed to be carried out regularly. I also remember drenching myself with the water pail while trying to dip out a drink. I wish I could remember more.
We always talked about Aunt Alma and the fact they didn’t have running water for many many years on the farm. Can you imagine? A simple task like washing dishes required the work of fetching water from a well. My how things have changed, and people take water at your finger tips for granted.
I’ll miss Uncle Walter’s laugh and my prayers today are that he is at peace – and that his family is at peace also.
Women Behind the PlowBooks will be mailedApril 30th, 2017We are confident the books will be returned from the printers in time for the opening of the Women Behind the Plow photo exhibit at the ND Heritage Center.