Today I attended the first family reunion of the Cahow/Hewitt family since the dread Corona.
Since 2019 quite a few, of the older generation are sleeping until the Master calls then unto Judgement.
Because somehow, in some way, a Union cavalry man wooed and won an 18 year old girl in 1865 and took her away from her plantation and all her family and kin, I was hatched and even today, about four dozen of their descendants gather to play guitars and fifes in Gardener Cemetery.
Looking around today we all have her nose. You can tell her descendants by it from their spouses.
Since 2019 quite a few, of the older generation are sleeping until the Master calls then unto Judgement.
Because somehow, in some way, a Union cavalry man wooed and won an 18 year old girl in 1865 and took her away from her plantation and all her family and kin, I was hatched and even today, about four dozen of their descendants gather to play guitars and fifes in Gardener Cemetery.
Looking around today we all have her nose. You can tell her descendants by it from their spouses.