52 Ancestors In 52 Weeks: Uncertain

April 7, 1862

Dearest wife Mary,

These past two days near Shiloh have been horrific. I have seen the men of my company die all around me. I have not known if God would spare me or send me to my eternal reward. I have put my trust in the Almighty and my leader General Sherman. How I have dreaded being so far away in Tennesse from our Illinois home! I pray for all of you each night as I study the stars and wonder what these uncertain times will bring.

Your loving husband,

Amos (Boultinghouse)

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September 17, 1918

Dear Mother and Father,

My job as an ammunition wagoner demands that I have nerves of steel to guide the horses through the rough roads and pathways. It is quite a task to keep the horses calm and steady. Here in France, it is a mishmash of trenches, uprooted trees, and devastation. I pray this war may end soon, and that we may bring our allied nations to victory. Many days I feel so uncertain as to whether I will greet you again. My best to little sis Isabella.

Your son,

Jack (Edward R. Boultinghouse)

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May 31, 1933

Dear Sister,

Each day seems so filled with work. Working to feed Andrew and the girls, working to grow vegetables, working to keep my hens fattened, working on all the chores of being a farmer’s wife. When I sit, I am mending and sewing. My greatest joy is attending the Busy Bee Club for the monthly meeting. Each lady is making enough quilting squares so each member of the club receives one. We write our names in embroidery stitches on the squares. Each lady will make her own quilt. It is a wonderful time when we ladies can all chat, catch up on the news, and encourage one another. These uncertain times fill me with dread and anxiety. Praying our new president can get our country back into shape. My best to your girls.

Your sister,

Isabella (Boultinghouse Storer)

When are times not uncertain? When are we certain that all is safe?