We are all one

Somewhere in your life travels, you surely have heard that all life is connected in some manner. You know about being your brother’s keeper, don’t you. The motto where I went to college was “God hath made of one blood all ye nations of men” (when the world turned to political correctness, they changed the “men“ to“persons“ but I like the original because it is so much more lyrical). And science tells us that the flutter of a butterfly’s wings may cause a hurricane someplace on earth. So as the years have gone by, I have been intrigued by the relationships between and among the people who lived in my childhood world. My maternal grandparents lived a few houses away and their children with their children lived above and below. My father’s sister lived a few houses away and her husband’s sister lived further down the hill. My grandfather’s half brother lived on Route #119 in a dangerous bend of the road and there were many brothers and many sisters who lived nearby. The relationships were often tangled and hopefully, some of the readers will tell us more about relationships. People did take care of each other as best they could in the worst of all economic times.