(October 1943: Lincoln County, West Virginia) The year and a half that followed planted the seed for new beginnings in our family. The daily farm routine became strangely unfamiliar as the ongoing presence of war tested our faith beyond our comprehension. The road of life was teaching us to lean on God through it all; to trust in the power of His might. Frank always says that change is a good thing. I love his love for great adventures. I knew wherever we would go, the Lord would be there. Our brothers came home last year and Frank soon found a job building tanks in a nearby plant as part of the ongoing war effort. The world found itself recovering from the attack on Pearl Harbor. Life was always unpredictable and no one could prepare us for what would happen next. “You’re so tired, and your lungs sound terrible,” I ...
(November 1941: Lincoln County, West Virginia) A time of war brought forth a lot of uncertainty in our family. The past six years were full of precious little blessings and memories that we were thankful for. But if time is a teacher of any lesson at all the most important one is that taking a leap of faith is sometimes the only choice you have. Life hasn’t always been easy for us, yet through it all God has remained faithful. We knew no war would make a difference. World War II placed America in the midst of a global battle and its draft affected many families. James and Frank’s younger brother, Everett got sent overseas a little over a year ago. Working on the farm, the house chores, and life with little ones proved to be a welcomed distraction. We stuck together as a family and took leaps of faith daily; still trusting...