From Autobiography of Evelyn Holmer Wordell ( Bridgeport, CT)
Excerpts from Opening chapter
“Paralysis” The word struck the ears of Elsa and Carl Holmer with an unreal hollow sound. It
echoed incongruously in the bright little room of Baby Lynn just as it had in scores of other New England homes. The dread disease in that year of 1912 had stalked like a grim specter over the countryside, touching baby arms and legs, dooming scores of children to a helpless,
or at best a handicapped existence.
“She will never walk again. She will never walk again.” Those words were to echo and
reecho through the room in the days that followed. They hammered and tore at Elsa’s mind as she moved about the house…. But, Doctor, she won’t die?....
The Doctor answered slowly, “Perhaps it is wrong of us to ask that she live.”
“You mean—?”
“When the nerves leading to the muscles are destroyed, there is no way of bringing them
back to life. She will never walk again.”
But the honorable doctor had not counted upon Elsa and Carl Holmer with their simple faith
and stubborn Scandinavian tenacity.