Time had worn Lottie's thoughts on her distant relative thin. Details once razor sharp were now mere soft impressions.

"I think she taught lessons in a school. Letters and sums. She courted no man, said those little ones were her family. She seemed happy enough with her lot. She rented a room, swept the church, simple stuff, but it was all hers. She said that ye "life was like a clean blackboard, ye should never let anyone else hold the chalk."