This week’s Friday Fictioneers is based on the story of my grandparents, whom I never met. My father is the youngest in this story.
Biography: 100 words
Copyright – Jan Wayne Field
A Journey by Boat
Melchior, a carpenter, couldn’t have known his fate the day he walked into the church of St. Francis. He saw a smile in her eyes and heard his mother tongue of German Swiss once again. It was here that he met Elizabeth, a stranger in this foreign land, but a neighbor who had lived only twenty miles away in their native Switzerland. Six months later, in this same church, they married.
Their twelve children taught them English. Seven left to fight in the war. Melchior played the accordion with his youngest, Michael, while Blackie the dog howled at their feet.