ohio jones wrote: ↑Mon Mar 27, 2023 12:26 am
temporal1 wrote: ↑Sun Mar 26, 2023 2:13 pm
they could see their home from the orphanage yard. their father remarried, they could see her son playing on the swing in their family yard.
life can be beyond words to describe.
Yet words can try to describe situations even more difficult.
http://defiancecountyohiogenealogy.blog ... ounty.html
Supt. Hall usually attends to the duty of finding homes for the children. And in this work he has numerous trials and aggravations. Especially where the children have parents to meddle and interfere. One peculiar case was called to mind of an inmate of the Home who was blessed with a father, mother, two stepmothers, two stepfathers, and yet not a soul to prevent the child from becoming a county charge.
It’s likely, there is a sad story attached to every child present.
My fil’s experience was similar to Anne of Green Gables, it was a practice for farmers to go to Children’s Homes for help with farm work, my fil did this as a child/teen. Later, after he aged-out, he was thankful for these experiences! When The Great Depression hit, he was able to go farm door-to-farm door for work. He told us farms were hit hard, but there was food!
When he was young, one farm couple loved him and wanted to adopt him. He wanted the same. His father would not allow it.
It’s so sad. As hard as it was, i can still empathize with his father. It would have been a very hard decision. Esp living so close by, he could see his children in the yard.
Life is not a romantic Hallmark plot. Not even for children.
He told us he had 2 memories of his mother, 1) her long hair; 2) she took them to Sunday school.
She only had 5 years with him. What can a mother give in just 5 years?? She gave him Jesus.
He lived a godly life, eventually graduated college, married, had 4 children, was deacon of their church for years.
He was often found in the living room studying his worn Bible; a practical man, who answered calls from their church at all hours -
below zero weather, “the furnace is out!” etc.

He never whimpered, just went to help.
He would sometimes advise: “Never forget where you came from.”
As he became more financially stable in life, and knew many who prospered (and forgot).
i feel sorry for children today who are told nothing other than about “their rights” to have and have, to not feel discomfort, etc.
we have built a strange culture that is not healthy.
with the best intentions.
What is the most important gift we can give our children? Out of everything, what is most important?
My fil’s mother who died too young left a legacy that lives. She could not have chosen more wisely.