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03 November 2010
Wordless Wednesday
My grandfather, Marcus Joy Christensen, went by MJ as an adult, though his family and friends always called him Joy. He got his name because his mother Annie (pictured with him as a child) thought she would not be able to have children. Imagine her "joy" when she delivered a live infant. She gave him that name to express her delight. Her husband, Christen (CN), left for a mission soon after the baby's birth and was gone for two years. The letters she wrote to him, dated from 1900 to 1902 are filled with her love, gossip of their hometown of Brigham City, Utah and tales of little Joy's growing up. The year after CN returned home, Annie miscarried once more and lost her own life as well as the infant's.
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Oh what wonderful pictures and what an amazing story. So sad in the end though.
ReplyDeleteIt is so great that you have these pictures and the story as well.
Thanks for sharing.