Those of you who were lucky enough to have met Martha (Knap) Jucha know what a wonderful woman she was. Although my memory of her is very fuzzy because of how young I was when she died, I feel like I know her well from all the stories my mom has shared about her. By all appearances, she was an incredibly caring, kind, and understanding mother/grandmother, so a few years ago when I discovered she had a sister (Julia) that lived near her for many years, I was shocked when my mom said the only time she remembered her grandmother talking about her sister was when Julia died. That seemed at odds with the person I’ve come to know, how could such a wonderful woman NOT be close with (what I mistakenly assumed was) her only sister?
It was time to take a trip down the rabbit hole to see if I could find some answers. Read more