All that I ever knew about my maternal grandfather, WALTER GRAHAM, was that he was a Doctor,was born in Scotland but spoke the Queen's English. He had died long before I was born. Like most of us as children, I would ask the odd question of my grandmother but that was always the same reply. My father was always very proud of our scottish roots and had a basic family tree written out back five generations but I never recalled him talking about his father. Now that I'm in my 50s, I have taken upon myself to verify all that was written on that scratch of paper. I brought out what papers I had to verify my fathers birth etc. Then next was my grandfather all I had was some very old pictures of WALTER at about 10 years old, just a head shot,outfitted in jacket and tie with these,what I thought,were very sad eyes. The word Halifax was printed on the bottom corner. The second picture was of WALTER at maybe 19,head shot dressed very finely with jacket and tie. Printed on the bottom of the picture was Glasgow. To make a long story short;I was able to find Walter born in Glasgow in 1867 and all of his siblings. Great!!; Now to check the l871 censes,great,he is in Glasgow with his Mother Catherine and father Rev. Thomas Graham. Now onto the l881 census. NOT THERE. I looked everywhere no sign. Found his sisters and brothers. BRICK WALL. About six months passed trying to focus on other family members for awhile,when speeking with a scottish friend (customer, we have a retail meat store)she was mentioning she had been in Scotland settling a cousins estate matters, blah,blah,blah and that her cousins house had a mortgage that was held by a HALIFAX firm. Bells went off in my head. I said to her "is there a Halifax in Scotland?"and she said no but there was in ENGLAND. Off I went to the FHC to check out the l881 census for Halifax, England. POW, there he was 14 years old in the CROSSLY & PORTER ORPHANAGE. Yes, there was the reason for the very sad eyes of a 10 year old little boy who had lost his mother at 8 years old and then his father two years later. He was very fortunate I expect, to be born a Reverends oldest son, and to be sent to a very good orphanage and to be educated well and later become a Doctor. His brothers and sister were sent to live with aunts/uncles and grandparents in familiar surroundings; but Walter was sent to Halifax,England to better his future as oldest son. My heart just acked for him as I sat there in front of the screen;rolling down past all of the other names of children who were NOW his family. I often think back why he had become a Doctor. Probably because his mother had died at a very young age 26, when he was only 8 himself probably very attached to her and feeling so very helpless and unable to make her well. Later,of course,this would explain why there was never any discussion about Grandpa Walter and his early days in Scotland.