Peace be with you and your family, BOZ.
My grandmother, who she died back in 1990, was a born in 1896. When she died, I had to go to one of my history professors. "What's wrong?" "I just lost my contact with the 19th century."
We reach than hands, across generations, across the centuries. We are history, whether we will it or no. May you find memories of words she had of earlier times that you can pass along, so that the times still live.
Pacem.