The other day I was asked if I had any ideas about writing the biography of a dead family member. This struck a responsive chord in me. For some time I’ve wanted to write about my mother’s father, my grandfather. He was only thirty-two when he died in 1920. A Winnipeg fire fighter, he succumbed to the great flu pandemic that was sweeping the world. My mother was only two when he died and she had few stories about him…Read more.
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I’d like to write about my great-great grandfather, who survived the Johnstown Flood, which was the worst flood in US history. Interesting blog post.
@codymcdevitt. Thanks for your comment. Good luck in writing about your great-great grandfather.