My mother's dad, Milton Rawlins, was born in 1898. So he barely squeezed in there before the turn of the century.
My mom was a surprise child born 12 years after her next closest sibling. That is one reason I am unwilling to tell people that we are done having children - you just never know what God has in store for you, and I'm sure grateful my mom was born!!
I never met my grandfather because he died when my mom was just 15. However, I do know that I have a trait in common with him thanks to recorded family history - my aunt wrote a short history of my grandfather in 1992 that is available on the Rawlins Family website, rawlins.org.
Apparently, the reason I can never get the words right in a song is inherited from my grandfather! I am notorious for at best knowing the chorus to a song and making up my own version of the lyrics if I can't remember how they go (and I usually can't remember). This used to drive my college roommate crazy and I remember she made me memorize the words to one of her favorite songs so I would stop messing it up when I sang. I wonder if I could still sing it right or if I've forgotten??
So sing out loud and strong and wrong, Grandpa Rawlins, I'm with you all the way!!
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