at travel town, dylan engineers an authentic southern pacific railroad engine--much like the one his great grandpa cornelius must've worked on in the early part of the century.
to pay homage to his grandparents, john made his way to ellis island last year and took a ferry from new york city--and i imagine he arrived there just like con and nellie did over a hundred years ago. ship records state that cornelius arrived with $20 in his pocket.
cornelius came as an indentured worker who eventually had to pay back his ship's passage, and i assume once the debt was paid, he made his way to california---and in l.a. is this where he met nellie downey? did they meet at a church, at a social gathering, at a dance? what was lincoln heights like back then in old l.a.?
grandpa emmett's sister may, john's aunt, was born in a boxcar as the story goes, and that his mother nellie always welcomed in a hungry friend or neighbor with a hot meal. she turned away no one, emmett recalls.
my heart sort of fills with longing, wanting to know who they were, what their lives were like.
years ago, john had contributed his grandparents' names to the wall of honor memorial at ellis island. he came to see if their names were on the wall.
and there were their names: cornelius, and four names below is nellie downey, dylan's great grandparents.
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