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| This page is dedicated to the memory of my great-grandfather, John S. Cain, who came to the United States from the Emerald Isle as a child; first stopping in S. Carolina, then moving on to Georgia and eventually settling in Texas when my grandmother, Louvenia Elizabeth Cain Jackson, was a child. John Cain was an Irishman who loved a good time, who could make a fiddle sing . . . and who made my grandmother's blue Irish eyes smile with happy memories of her father until the day she died. |
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| Please don't send this whole page via e-mail. It distorts the page and separates it from its creator. If you'd like to share it, copy and paste the address onto a message or use the form to the left to send the link. Thank you! Nancy |
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