My parents were married at the end of December, 1946. It was just after an ice storm. If they were forced to wait until better weather, the year would be over and this chest would be a mystery as to why it would be the wrong year. They didn't want to wait. My grandfather's health was failing. As it turned out, he lived for a few more years. Good thing he did, or I wouldn't have known him.
This is how the chest looks today, in the dining area of my new house. The photo of my grandmother is in a small frame to the right of the chest so she can keep watch over her creation.
Mystery solved!
2 comments:
Hi Midge, So glad you kept that heirloom chest. One day, maybe, your Anthony's daughter (that is if he has one) may get that chest. Who can say? I have two such chests myself. One that was a gift to me at birth and one that had been an ancestor's likely sea chest. Have a super great day!
I just found your blog through Geneabloggers and couldn't help but get lost in all of your wonderful posts. You have so much information and lots of wonderful stories! This post in particular hit home for me and I had to laugh! How wonderful that you finally figured out these were numbers on the chest. I can imagine had I been in your place, I would have done exactly the same thing. Thanks for the great blog!
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