OK, so I am a little behind in the #52ancestors challenge as I have been concentrating on my family history course. However this topic appealed to me so I have gone back a couple of weeks.
It was a common practice in past eras to have a family bible which birth and death dates were recorded in. How lovely it must be to have that.
Well just recently I discovered that my father had not a bible, but a small prayer book which belonged to my Great Aunty Nell (another Nell, not the ones I talked about in my Favorite Names post. So many Nells). What a wonderful feeling to get my hands on that prayer book and then to open it and feel the tissue thin pages.
And then more joy as I noticed inside the front cover, written in my great aunts hand, notations of the deaths of her parents and two of her brothers.