I was just thinking about this, and another time I would like to visit is about 1870. My great-grandmother, Mary Ellen, lost her first husband to the civil war. She then married my great-grandfather. Together they raised 15 children. Hers, theirs and orphans that they took in. She raised her own sheep and carded the wool and spun it into yarn. She knitted everything her family needed. She wove her own cloth and made all of their cloths, bedding,quilts, curtains, you name it. All of this on top of everything else. She paid one woman who helped with everything. But I have to wonder when this woman got any sleep. My dad said he had never heard a cross word come out of her mouth. She was tiny and quiet and lived to be 98. I would love to sit down and talk with her and find out how she managed everything. I would love to hear about her life during the war and what her dreams were. I do know that both she and my GGF were very big on education and that they sent several of their children to universities. When I think of her, I know that my life is a breeze in comparison.