So here is a family history find. Jack Day Prather was born in Nicaragua to a single mother who had mentioned Jack’s father to him. The name of his father is Ralph Prather – the same Ralph Prather that had married my Grandma Mary when my mom was sixteen.
At age eighteen Jack decided he wanted to go
to the states and needed proof of his birth.
His birth certificate had him listed as Jack Day Garcia – no mention of
a father or even his last name. Thus
when Jack arrived in the states he dropped the Prather/Garcia and passed
himself off as Jack Day and has gone by that name ever since.
Eventually Jack did have the desire to
know his father – or the man he was told was his father and has been on a
mission for many decades. It’s too bad
facebook and Google didn’t exist in the 70’s for both he and Ralph were living
in California – though different parts.
He missed finding him.
He did find Richard through Ancestry. The name “Ralph Prather” came up in Richard’s profile and in April 2021 Jack sent him a message which Richard passed on to me. I knew that my brother Steven had been in contact with some of Ralph’s descendants and so I passed Jack’s name onto Steven (here).
We have all become good friends with
Jack and his wife Louisa. Steven wrote
his own post about them here.
On Sunday we went with them to
Maddalena Restaurant at Antonio Winery – which we were supposed to tour. Unfortunately we forgot and had not made the
time. Again fried brain. I think Jack
was hoping we would return to the bed and breakfast but we parted ways at the restaurant.
So good to visit with them.
