“ I haven’t thought about them in years. Well, not since you were a young boy,” she said to my Father. He exclaimed with surprise, " I thought those were only stories that you used to tell me as you tucked me into bed at night.” " But, Gram, the photos, the journals, the adventures, are they all true ? ” Again, in the same low voice, came just one word:
“ YES.”
We all paused for a moment.
Then I asked, “Were you the little girl in the photos, Great Gram ?” She said, looking right at me, “that was me, when I was about the same age as you are now.” Then our lives began to change forever, as she began to tell us of her childhood. This was not a bedtime story, but in reality a true and exciting adventure that had actually happened to someone we knew all our lives. At least we thought we knew.
THE TALE OF THE TRAVLINBUG'Z, A CONTINUING ADVENTURE...