I actually sort of know the answer to this question.  I know that she did not die from typhoid as her name would suggest.  She actually died at the age of sixty-nine from a pneumonia on November 11, 1938. The story of Mary Mallon is a sad one.  She was born in Ireland in 1869 and emigrated to the United States in 1883. As was common in those days, Mary found work as a domestic. She became a cook and in 1906 was working in Oyster Bay in Long Island in the summer home of Charles Henry Warren - a wealthy financier. Within a week of her employment six of the eleven people in the household fell ill with typhoid.  Typhoid is a bacterial infection that leads to high fevers, diarrhea, vomiting, coughing, abdominal pain, and fatigue. It is largely associated with poor and overcrowded areas where there is a limited availability of clean water. It can very quickly become fatal.  With the much of the Warren household sick, a man named George Soper was hired to inves

The short answer is yes, sort of.  Earlier today I was relaying this story to my father after having returned from a lovely drive around said bridge this afternoon. Lucky for me, Brooklyn is a place with so many historic and beautiful places I never tire of taking pictures or telling their stories.  The story of the Brooklyn Bridge opening day is one such story. First things first; some fast facts.  If you are not from New York, the Brooklyn Bridge is a suspension bridge that looms over the East River and connects the boroughs of Manhattan and Brooklyn. It is one of the most recognizable images in all of New York.  Construction of the Brooklyn Bridge began on January 2nd, 1870 and fourteen years it opened to the public on May 24th, 1883 (fifteen years before Brooklyn was officially apart of NYC). It was done by one very pioneering family; the Roeblings. John Roebling was a German born American immigrant who was also a brilliant civil engineer. Hi

It was a slow and gradual process until it wasn't.  I was able to simultaneously live in a world of denial and avoidance knowing that it loomed there in the shadows waiting for me to face it head on.  Not until I was able to fully comes to term with needing eye surgery was I than ready to proceed with it. Actually what really forced my hand was that my life was forced to come to a crashing halt in more ways than I could truly handle.  My last blog post is dated February 5th of this year and that was the day before I had cataract surgery on my right eye. I remember very clearly how I struggled adjusting all the mechanics on my computer and even moving it back and forth from me to see if that helped. It did not. I practically gave myself a migraine trying to proofread it and to this day have not been able to bring myself to re-read it and check for errors. I will as soon as I am done here. What I have wanted to tell you for so long now, is that my blog - once a s