My great-great grandmother owned a brothel at the end of her life as she was destitute after the death of her second husband. Died in a prison hospital I believe.https://twitter.com/amandadeibert/status/1131905210102747137 …
He was a mechanic in WWII. My grandma told me that she remembers her and her siblings and mother sleeping in one bed, waiting for her father to come home.
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She described him, when he returned, as “there but not there.” It sounds like he suffered badly from PTSD but didn’t have much in the way of support for that.
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Another great (great?)-grandfather was a woodcarver. Apparently some of his pieces are in a museum somewhere.
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