PandaBaby is True Fiction.

Welcome to my Pandababy Blog. A panda bear is an unlikely animal - a bear that eats bamboo - a contradiction in every aspect. This blog is true fiction, also a contradiction in its essence. Yet both are real, both exist - the bear and the blog. Both can only be described by contradictory terms, such as true fiction. Please be pleased to enjoy these stories of our ancestors. They are True Fiction. Every person in my blog lived in the time and place indicated. They are my ancestors and relatives, and their friends.

Friday, November 4, 2022

Sarah Barchus was grateful. She was a widow with four children, yet they had a roof over their heads and food on the table.

Thanks to her brother, Samuel Bacon, they had a place to stay once they sold the farm. This year, 1859, marked the fourth year they shared Samuel's home. Sarah's daughter Hannah had married Thomas Colson the first year they were in Iowa. Sarah's daughter Julia married William Jefferson Campbell  in 1857, two years after their exodus to Iowa. Now in 1859, Sarah herself was being courted by Reuben Daniels Sr., and she was inclined to say yes.

Reuben had a large family of grown children, and he expressed sincere welcome to Constant and Caroline, who were too young to establish their own homes. With the Daniels family, they would be many around the table at dinner again. Yes, it was time to move on, leaving the past behind emotionally as well as physically. With Reuben, she would establish a new home, and their two families, who still missed their mother Hannah Daniels, and their father Thomas Barchus, would be whole again.

Chris R. Sims (Simsc) - Own work  - GNU Free Documentation License, Version 1.2
Sourdough bread

Sarah enjoyed the work of a farm wife - the baking and cooking, the spinning and weaving and sewing, and tending her vegetables and flowers. She smiled as she considered the ways she could bring the warmth and comfort of a wife and mother into the Daniels home. There was a peaceful rhythm to a day on the farm.  Nothing said Home like the smell of fresh baked bread.   It was going to be good for them all.

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