…how they ever flood my soul.

A beautiful song but, in my case, not applicable. “Precious memories”  when I remember experiences with my Old German Baptist Brethren genealogy family. Yesterday, I learned of the death of a sixth cousin—only sixty years old. “Memorial Day Holiday Weekend”  is especially difficult for me. Forty-five years ago (Memorial Sunday), I changed my name to “Edwards.” The marriage was under a beautiful Wisteria blooms arbor in the spectacular gardens of the Westmont College campus in Montecito, California. From day one, it was “the marriage from Hell.”