No medals or photos do I have, but delightfully, I do have a silk, tiny light blue handkerchief that my grandfather William Markley brought back from The Great War, or World War I, as we now call it.
It is faded although it has been kept in a box by me for at least forty years since my mother gave her collection of handkerchiefs along with this treasure to me.
The treasure part is not the value of it in dollar terms, but the possibilities and wondering what
the story was as to how my Grandfather was able to secure such a delicate item to bring to my grandmother along with the fact that it has survived.
The handkerchief is soft, light blue silk surrounded by beautiful lace and says Souvenir de France. It is a wonder that it has survived 100 years!
It would be a treat to share a photo with you, but I still do not have the cable that was ordered from
Amazon. The cable will connect my camera to the computer and I'll be able to post photos again.
Word via email came late on Friday that it is in San Miguel. Therefore, I'll pick it up on Monday and share a belated photo with you.
Back to my grandfather. We only met once. He lived in Arizona and was born in Farmington, New Mexico. In fact, his family had the first Navajo Trading Post. This fact was not known to me until a trip to Gallup, New Mexico for the Intertribal ceremonies and traveling on to Durango, Colo. A stop in Farmington at a museum was a grand surprise. There in the museum was a replica of the Markley Trading Post.
Although he and my grandmother had been divorced since my mother was about ten, he came for my grandmother's funeral in Shreveport, La. It was a brief visit with no chance for conversation that I can remember. I was a young teen, fourteen years old, according to the Family Bible.
Also, in that Bible, it says that my grandfather and grandmother married in 1908, so this could have been a "love" gift from him to her when he returned. Who knows? But, that is the intriguing part.
Looking at this small piece of silk cloth, there are a million possibilities of what the story is about this small token of love and life...........one hundred years ago.
On this anniversary of the armistice of World War I, my thoughts also go to all the relatives, my father, uncles, brother and husband, among others who have fought during other times of war. IF only there would be no more wars and we could all live in peace and harmony. Imagine!