Honoring Grandpa

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In my book of blessings I have the honor of sharing part of my maternal father’s story. Tom Wilson and his family (brother Jack, sister Eileen, parents John and Margaret) set out on a journey in 1914. The journey ended in Oklahoma rather than back at their home, South Africa, and so I had the fortune to be born. Grandpa shaped my life in so many ways and today on Father’s day, I remember him in gratitude.

This photo was taken in his backyard in Norman, OK. I was visiting and happened to be able to help with cleaning up some of the onions which were being harvested from the garden. This was after Grandma Hazel had passed away and Grandpa’s sister Eileen had come to live with him.

Thank you, Grandpa, for your unconditional love.

Grandpa Tom Becomes a Citizen

Grandpa Tom came to the U.S. when he was ten years old. Because his family arrived in the chaos of the United State’s entry into World War I, it took several years before he was able to become a naturalized citizen. (His family had been waiting to board the Lucitania to come to the U.S. when the boat was sunk on its way into England — but that’s a story for another day …)

In 1983, Grandpa was interviewed by my brother Charlie about many things, including Grandpa’s story of becoming a citizen. Here’s the story and a few pictures. I’m honored to be the granddaughter of one who left his home, came to this country, and became a citizen.