Ever since my dad died last October I’ve been thrown into a mix of overwhelming guilt and regret and absolute amazement at how little I knew about him and his family.
My sister made the first two trips up to his house and on the second one happen to open a cabinet and found some old pictures-really old pictures. Many back to the 1890’s….
Thursday I went with her on the third trip…this time we found papers/documents dating back nearly as far and some of them so complete and detailed I have to wonder if they threw out anything.
Here’s just a small sample of the things I’ve learned about my dad and his family:
My dad went to Paris when he was stationed in Germany in the early 1950’s
My grandparents paid the doctor $35 for “obstetrical services” and $15 for anesthetic when my dad was born in 1931
My grandpa, who i did know worked at western electric for 40 years, had perfect attendance in 1959, 1960 and 1961
My grandma was born at home in 1905, virtually around the corner from the hospital where I worked.
I think like a lot of families, we were always closer to my mom’s family and when you add a little mental illness into the mix it’s easy to see why we never knew much about the boyle connection, something that became more pronounced and embarrassing over the years.
in fact I learned from my sister and online that my Great-great, grandfather David Boyle, who emigrated from johnstone, renfrewshire outside Glasgow invented and patented the first ammonia compressor in 1872, which advanced refrigeration technology
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