My father was educated in Scotland up to age 12 1/2. When my father finished the sixth grade in Scotland in 1927 his mother was told he had only two choices “the Army or the docks.” She was so horrified at this news that she reportedly answered angrily, “Och no, there is a third choice, America!.” So she decided finally to immigrate in October 1927 and they came on the SS Transylvania via Ellis Island. My father said, “All that I am or ever hope to be, I owe to America and to my angel mother.” Love wins out and endures.
I like to think if Mary Munro were looking down from heaven would see my wife and my daughter and daughter in law and say,:
“Love conquers all. Faith never dies.
One generation passeth away, and another generation cometh; but the earth abideth forever… The sun also ariseth….”