Fred Moore 1514 Lombard Avenue Everett, WA 98201 Granny's Quest For Health During a bout with insomnia the other nicht the horrible realization came to me that were it not for Granny's reputed ill health I would, no doubt, be a Vermont republican today. From what little is known of the Moore family background, all of which is hearsay, the betting odds were all against Granny living long enough to become the bride of Joseph Arlington Moore somwhere in Vermont during the mid—1850s. Not only are we descendents unable to tell the date and place of the wedding but we do not even know Granny's family name. I know her given name was Catherine because that was what Grandpa called her. The family bible, wherever that is, would be of no help. And not by accident, but rather by design. It was obvious that Granny was trying, and did with marked success, to cover up the fact that she was older than the young Union Army veteran she married some time some where in Vermont. We presume it occurred there because Vermont was their native state. During the westward trek wich took almost a half-century to find a healthful locale for Granny there was much talk about how frail she was, but though she may have coughed at times, the only occasions she was reported to have been confined to her bed was during the deliveries of daughters Gertrude and Carrie and son Roy, my father. , Author: Fred Moore, Accession/Object ID: 2005.234.3, Object Name: Story, Title: Granny's Quest For Health, Description: Short Story written by Fred Moore., OCR Text: Fred Moore 1514 Lombard Avenue Everett, WA 98201 Granny's Quest For Health During a bout with insomnia the other nicht the horrible realization came to me that were it not for Granny's reputed ill health I would, no doubt, be a Vermont republican today. From what little is known of the Moore family background, all of which is hearsay, the betting odds were all against Granny living long enough to become the bride of Joseph Arlington Moore somwhere in Vermont during the mid—1850s. Not only are we descendents unable to tell the date and place of the wedding but we do not even know Granny's family name. I know her given name was Catherine because that was what Grandpa called her. The family bible, wherever that is, would be of no help. And not by accident, but rather by design. It was obvious that Granny was trying, and did with marked success, to cover up the fact that she was older than the young Union Army veteran she married some time some where in Vermont. We presume it occurred there because Vermont was their native state. During the westward trek wich took almost a half-century to find a healthful locale for Granny there was much talk about how frail she was, but though she may have coughed at times, the only occasions she was reported to have been confined to her bed was during the deliveries of daughters Gertrude and Carrie and son Roy, my father. , Granite Falls Historical Society,Documents (articles, clippings, letters, papers),General Articles & Documents,General Articles,General Articles 08,Story (2005.234.3),Story (2005.234.3) 1, Story (2005.234.3) 1