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June 04, 2009



Oh, how sweet! I hope Alice or Bob (or a descendant) does contact you. One of my uncles was married briefly before he married the only wife we ever knew. Apparently a shotgun wedding. It might've stayed a secret had I not noticed an entry in my mother's autograph book. A girl's autograph followed by "Mrs. [uncle's name]" in parentheses. Alerted, I found the marriage record, and the 1930 census points to them having a son - who would be the mysterious young "friend" who'd come to family reunions and whose name happened to be my uncle's unusual middle name. My aunt liked him fine, but when I asked about the first wife, all she said was "So you know about *her*"! Aren't those autograph books a treasure?

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