The Old Family Bible
How often do we take note of the treasures in our midst? I lived with a treasure throughout my entire childhood, but did not understand the treasure for what it was.
While growing up, in western Arkansas, for many years, when bored, I would often find myself thumbing through an old family Bible. The bible was passed to my father when my gr. grandmother Sallie died in 1961. That bible had belonged actually to my grandfather, but he passed in 1940 and Sallie his mother kept it for many years. Only years later I learned that the original owner of the bible was my gr. grandfather Samuel Walton--the first to bear that name.
Rev. Samuel Walton
My great grandfather, and the 1st of 4 Samuels in the Family
There were some interesting inscriptions in that Bible---a few names I had known--I knew my grandfather Sam was the second of four (yes 4) Samuels in the family, and his name was actually the only name that I knew in that bible. Grandpa Samuel (the second Samuel) was the one who would eventually become the soldier in the 809th Pioneer Infantry. But who were those other people? The only person whose name I was really sure of, was my Grandfather Samuel--born in 1891. And even with his name, I would often stare at wondering if I would ever really know any details about his life.
Inscription in Bible reflecting my grandfather Samuel Walton's birth.
Pages reflecting Gr. Uncle Houston, Amanda Hunt and Ethel SandersI now call their names
Page reflecting the death date of Lydia Talkington my gr. gr. grandmother