Today I found the diary of my great-great-great-grandfather, Edward Smith. He lived in England and died in 1563, which was during the Elizabethan Era. After reading the diary, I count my blessings for having been born in the 19th century. It was horrible back then. Nothing was clean. People would throw their dirty water out of their windows, and sewage would flow down the sides of the streets. People rarely bathed. Some terrible disease was upon the country. Now we call that outbreak the Bubonic Plague, but I don’t know if they called it that when it actually occurred.