The hootch was in the toy chest all along! Great Genealogy Story.
This is a true story. My mother, who is 91 now used to tell about going to her Aunt's home to visit cousins in Oklahoma. Banty, Durant, Oklahoma in the 1930s was very dry and dusty. You could see a car coming at a fast pace for miles by the size of the dust cloud it was kicking up.
Mom was only about 5 years old and her baby sister Corrine was only about 3. Marvin, her big brother was about 8. Since her father died in 1929, from the effects of mustard gas from a leaky mask during WWI, Marvin was the man of the house now and watched out over the little girls. On this trip, Marvin held Corrine on his lap and they watched the old white house rise out of the dust.
Arriving at this run down wood house with a large porch, Mom saw her Uncle. He was crippled and would sit indian style and walk using just the knuckles of his hands. His children all had snow white hair and ice blue eyes. She said, "To this day, those children were the most beautiful children I had ever seen or ever will see." This is a picture of her cousin Opal, so you know that Opal's babies mentioned in this article were just as beautiful.