May 8, 1917

I was talking to my sister today. She was concerned that I had the place of Grandpa Lewis's birth wrong. We chatted for a while and realized that today would have been his birthday. It is very odd to think about for me. He would have been 96 years old today!
I never had the chance to meet him, my sister did shortly after my husband and I were married. Some of my family were coming to visit and had to drive through Texas, so why not? Right? My mom says she only saw him a few times growing up as he rarely made it out to California.
I'm very thankful to be able to learn about them. I hope that you are enjoying the stories as well. Maybe one day, we can turn it into a book? Who knows what the future holds in this.
Thanks for reading and staying by my side as I journey through my family's history!