Post Holiday Recovery

During the past several weeks I’ve been busy getting my new book out to the public. It’s a personal memoir about my father’s family titled “A Century in Charleston – The Wetherhorn Family 1840-1940”. I spent many hours correcting some items that the spelling checker doesn’t recognize. Among them; apostrophes showing ownership in various contexts, … More Post Holiday Recovery

Proof Reading

Once again, there has been a long break between posts. This time it was because I have been so involved in getting my new book ready for release. the major cause for delay has been discovering a number of things that my regular spelling and grammar checker did not find. Here are a few examples: … More Proof Reading

An Inner Voice

This week the section called Lech Lecha ( literally: Go to/for yourself) is read in Jewish Synagogues. For those of you who might not be familiar with the Old Testament, It’s the third section from the start and deals with the Lord telling Abraham to leave his former home and go to Canaan. Canaan, of … More An Inner Voice

The First Rain

This past week we had the first rain of the winter season. It came a few days early. Normally, Jews pray for rain in the holy land after then of the current holiday season. The more reverent even wait a couple of extra weeks so that individuals who came on a pilgrimage to Jerusalem would … More The First Rain

After the Storm

The snow was very wet snow. It accumulated on the branches of our trees. Soon, the weight was more than they could bear. One after another, branches gave way. Some broke off completely, Others simply fractured and dropped until either the snow fell off or they hit something that could help support the load. Our … More After the Storm

My Uncle Raymond

My father was the youngest of 8 children. Both his parents died before I was born. I don’t remember him talking a lot about his siblings. That may be one reason why I got into genealogical research. This week I found something interesting about my fathers’ brother, Raymond. Raymond was about 12 years older. I … More My Uncle Raymond