On the 10th of January 2019, a month after he turned 97, James McCorkle – my maternal grandfather – passed away in his sleep.
Born in Glasgow in December 1921, he was a pilot who flew in the Royal Air Force before, during and after WWII. (There are many stories worth sharing; he was the first helicopter pilot to catch a terrorist, had him running up a tree! I would urge anyone who wanted to read some of those stories to get a book called Time Just Flew by JF McCorkle and edited by Lorraine Hart.)
His grandchildren called him “Poppa” and “Grandad.” He was a complicated character, of another time (he didn’t believe college education was worthwhile for any of his 4 daughters; girls should be finding a husband for example) but he loved his children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren the best he could.
RIP Poppa. I can say it’s extremely relieving to no longer have you stuck in a bed like a prisoner of your own body. But it’s also been very hard to take this in. It’s still coming in waves.
The stress has caused a raise of symptoms. I saw my therapist last Friday and cried through most of the hour.
But then there’s this:
The day Poppa passed away – I got an email from a distant cousin in the United Kingdom who has been searching in Ireland and Scotland both, to break down a brick wall in our mutual family trees. Before, we knew twin boys born in Ireland around 1825 were sent to Scotland to learn new farming techniques. They show up in the 1841 Scottish census at only 15 years old, James and John McCorkle.
My cousin found the boys parents (!), and when we started looking at their information we were able to unlock more and more generations – back to the early 1600’s!
Family history is fascinating to me. I research diligently, wanting to keep my brain active. It’s one thing that helps me engage my brain. I’m not in school, but I still learn something new nearly every day.
Our Yule seemed to fly by, the best thing was my older nephew (13) turned onto a crow, flying around the house and calling out, “ka-kaw!” when he opened his special gift. We are all going to Los Angeles in May to see Harry Potter World. This will be very special as we’ve never had a family trip with all 3 generations. His reaction was priceless! (Don’t worry, we will still have a Lyme Rally in May!)
Soon Lorraine and I will start our video section of this website. We have a camera set up and we are just talking about how to organize ourselves in this newer project. If you have any suggestions, questions, things you’d love us to talk about, anything! please share.
Oh, my hair was trimmed by a friend. Up to my shoulders. It’s so bouncy and healthy looking again.
Currently I’m taking CBD Oil as my only treatment for tick infections – it is working beautifully! Prime My Body is an excellent, nano enhanced oil. Both Lorraine and I take it, her for hEDS (hypermobile Ehler’s Danlos Syndrome) … the oil is amazing. It helps pain, anxiety, sleep and more as well as treating BorreliaEtc. Time to scan in symptom charts for the case study we are doing. And yes I’ll put them up here.
Much love to everyone, and Happy New Year!