Damp Farmland, an Accident, and Accepting Good News

My father told me that a few generations back, his forebears got stuck with farmland near Lake Michigan. It wasn't a marsh, but it wasn't particularly good for growing crops, either.

They found someone who'd buy the place and moved west. Again.

Time passed.

My father's father got hired at a construction site, working there until someone dropped a crane on him and several of his colleagues. Unintentionally....

More at A Catholic Citizen in America.

(Two more family stories: what might have happened if the family had hung on to substandard farmland near Lake Michigan, and a construction accident.)

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