My family history wouldn’t be half as interesting if it wasn’t for my 2x great-uncle Percy Ebenezer Trower.
Without him I would have virtually no photos of my Trower ancestors and relatives, I would be short a dozen or so death certificates and copies of wills, a handful of letters and not to mention the wonderful diary (actually three volumes).
Even the family bible/prayer book owes it’s survival to Percy.
I never knew Percy, he died four years before I was born, but through his diary I think he is probably the one person in my family tree that I know most about (outside my close family).
I know all about his working life, where he went on holiday, his pets and what he did in his spare time even down to which films he went to watch and what time bus caught.
Perhaps most interestingly I know what he believed in, and his diary charts his transition from Christianity to atheism, although I am not sure if atheism is the right word.
The diary also records the visits and movements (and ultimately the deaths) of so many relatives and of course his friends, colleagues and his wife’s relations, like Ern and Doll Nye.
So thank you great great-uncle Percy for everything you left behind. I don’t know whether you did it intentionally or by accident, but your legacy is greatly appreciated.