October 3rd 1932
My Dear Wee Florrie,
I was very pleased to have your letter this morning and to see by it all were well and your little boy going to school just fancy and I can fancy you a little one yet oh how time flies we seem to be rushing on to eternity so quickly and not a thought to it .
How different everything would be if only people would stop to think where will they spend eternity they will surely come up against it someday. I’m afraid a great many of the present day travellers will not be prepared for it and what an awakening that will be to find themselves forever cut off from the presence of the King and cast into the place where there will be weeping and wailing and gnashing of the teeth spurning God’s love and scoffing at it.
I’m sure you were shocked and surprised when you got the paper you will have a letter by this time as I wrote later giving you more details. The paper didn’t give the proper report as it was all bashed up in the evidence to try and free the fellow who did it.
However I have no ill feeling towards him but I thought he might have called to say he was sorry but I never saw him since.
It certainly has left me very lonely as we were so much together and we were all the world to each other.
However, I must not rebel against the hand of my dear heavenly father He Knows all about when not one sparrow falls to the ground without him saving it. You know dearie Willie was more value than many sparrows. And he had a lonely passing was like a baby going to sleep. I was able to sing to him just a little while before he went asleep. He was laid to rest in the New Cemetary. The funeral was large and representative. I sent you a photo of the flowers before one faded it was your cousin Etta who took it and it was a lovely morning the sun was very bright. I am very pleased to have them. I must send one to momma I had a letter from her today also.
I am giving up the house and going to Lisburn to live with your Auntie Minnie as they all think it’s time I had a rest now almost 71 years old and no one to work for or provide for to there is a young lady whom I know very well has taken the house and furniture and all effects. She will come in and I will walk out on November 1st. So it will be a change for me not to have any work to do I am looking forward to a little rest time before my homecall which may not be very long I have nothing in this world to live for now.
The young lady who has taken over says she will keep a bed for me and no other face will be more welcome than mine tis nice to know one still has a home.
I shall feel rather sorry having to leave Lurgan all the associates and friends but still we shall meet beyond the river where parting can never come and all tears wiped away but it a glorious hope and anchors the soul in the rock of ages.
Annie Burrus is still here and I cannot say where she will find a home as my sister cannot take her and James Burrus is very poorly don’t think he will be long alive he sold his business and has a house in Bangor and keep boarders in the summer but Molly wouldn’t have Annie so I can’t say where she will be put in. I will write soon again when I get settled.
Love from Annie and myself ever
Your affectionate Auntie Jeannie
I’m loving this. So many connections come to mind as I fondly remember letters from our grandmother, the recipient of Aunt Jeannie’s letters. Aunt Jeannie was my age when she wrote this one.
I’m so happy you like it. Going through old letters and pictures has been fun. Memories of Nanny are my favorite. I never really liked how genealogy sites are just names and dates. I hope I can give a voice to past generations.