Hello All: I found this interesting book on Thomas Jefferson on his own personal tragic loss. 

He suffered 3 child losses and the death of his wife who passed at 33. He never remarried.

Here is a write up on it:

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My Thomas

Thomas Jefferson lived a great American love story. He was a Burgess of 27 when he met Martha Wayles Skelton, a 22-year-old widowed heiress who was fondly called Patty by her family. They…

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A DREAM OF DAYS     M. Royer    02/17/2016  (Reunion)

SOMEWHERE, OUT BEYOND THE COUNTY LINE SHE WAITS

IN A STAND OF DISTANT TREES…

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