Owen Morris
I was thinking about my ancestor Owen Morris' autobiography. He came over in the 1850's, I believe, and what I recall from reading parts of it when I was young is that it was one of the most hideously boring tomes ever to be produced by an Irishman. Then I realized; that is, until this little blog! Oh my!
I actually went out into the world yesterday and neglected to bring my camera. Visualize a picture perfect California day by the coast. That was it. See. Owen Morris has nothing on me!
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