My pioneer diarist/ancestor died, probably of cholera, en route to Oregon. (Making a case for antibiotics.) She was buried near the Barlow Road.
My pioneer diarist/ancestor died, probably of cholera, en route to Oregon. (Making a case for antibiotics.) She was buried near the Barlow Road.
I think it’s interesting to consider the past in terms of the things that used to be constant worries that are no longer major concerns.
Like fire. It was a much greater threat in the days of open flames, oil lamps, gas lighting and coal dust.
Or when letters inquired after your health, it was a much more serious question when disease and infection were so prevalent.
Now we don’t have to give those things all that much thought in our daily lives.
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