Love Letters

My grandparents were missionaries in China for many years. My dad was born there in 1917. Arthur and Minnie both grew up in Northfield and knew each other as kids. Over the years they wrote many letters to one another and saved them all. At one point, probably when Japan invaded China, they decided they could not keep carrying around all these letters and before burning them, they laid them all out for a picture. Shortly after they were put in a Japanese prison camp. My grandpa was a lot like Grandpa Walton and Grandma was a lot like Grandma Walton. He'd be having a good time and she'd say, "Oh, Arthur". She was prim and proper and he always had a glint in his eye.