Last journal entry

More from Cat Island

“After I returned from visiting Grandpa (his body well but his mind already in heaven), Alice and I worked together for two years; she was ‘one in a million.’ Then a young man came to visit her in the summer of 1978; oh my,  a number of interesting stories could be told of that summer. They were married, and moved to the mission house and served on the island for several years.”

 

(Note: That’s the end of the journal. My father died in May 1977, and my mother continued her school ministry on the island, with a number of different helpers, until her severe arthritis forced her to leave in 1985. She lived in Nassau a short while, then moved to a mission school on the Mexico-Texas border where she taught until 1995, visiting her kids up north every summer. Finally she “retired” in Wisconsin, where she died in 2003, two+ months before her 90^th birthday.)