The silence of my ancestors has left a void which I will fill for my children and their children and their children.

We got cut off  by desires to have an adventure in a new land, avoid a predictable and unwanted life where they came from or out of sadness .

When I was young it would take two weeks to exchange correspondences between England and United States via the mail. Today I can talk to and see my English uncle instantaneously, if I wanted to.


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