Today in My History

2001: Having a Whale of a Time
  Be It Ever So Humble
2003:  Going Nowhere Fast
2004:  Rescue My Bathroom
2005:  Charlie

2006:  More Nuts on the Family Tree
2007 There's a Long, Long Trail a-Winding
2008:  Et Lux Erat
2009:  Life and Times
2010:  Briana
2011:  Look Like a Pirate Day

2013: Sunday Stealing
2014:  Never Say Never
2015: Something Strange is Happening
2016: New Hobby
2017: Saturday 9
2018: Sunday Stealing
2019:  Lookin' ...Good?
2020: Creeping Crud Revisited

2021: Day of Humiliation

Books Read in 2022
 Updated 1/6
"Go Tell the Bees
that I am Gone" by
Diana Gabaldon

Theater Reviews
Updated 11/23

My family

Bev's 65 x 365

Books Read in 2021
Books Read in 2020

Books Read in 2019
Books Read in 2018

Books Read in 2017
Books Read in 2015
Books Read in 2014
Books Read in 2013

Books Read in 2012
Books Read in 2011
Books Read in 2010

Cast (updated 7/16)

(you know how to fix it)

Some Background Links:
The Philosophy of Juice & Crackers
The story of Delicate Pooh
The story of the Pi´┐Żata Group
Pumpkin pies
Who IS this Gilbert person anyway?

Scavenger Hunt

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7 January 2022

So many people  talk about Ancestry.com and the wonderful things they find there.  I joined it many years ago when it wasn't so expensive and got a family tree started, but I didn't stick with it.

My cousin Peach got very into it.  She traced my mother's side of the family back to Scotland in the 1300s and traveled around the country looking for graves of our relatives.  She had a whole closet full of binders about the family, when she died, and had written a book about much of what she uncovered.

I've always been curious to check out my father's family, especially since I know almost nothing about them, since my grandmother didn't like his family so I never met any of my father's uncles and knew nothing about the family history. But the cost of membership in Ancestry was so expensive I never got back to it again.

A couple of years ago, I had a message from someone who was my great uncle's granddaughter.  Her grandfather was my grandmother's brother, someone else I knew nothing about.  We exchanged a couple of letters...she had information I didn't have and I had information (mostly photos) that she didn't have.  She lives in the San Francisco Bay Area and her daughter was going to school at UC Davis, so we thought we would get together at some point.  But the time when we were going to get together, either I was sick or she was sick and we decided to postpone the meeting.  I never heard from her again.

But I do, from time to time, think about getting back on Ancestry and see if I can find her. 

I saw an Ancestry sale yesterday, 50% off the regular price for a month and so I joined...and marked my calendar to delete my account since it would cost me $100 if I didn't.

I'll tell you, I don't know how people do anything on Ancestry.  I found an article about someone in my family but I have to pay extra to get newspaper coverage.  I found the person who contacted me but apparently I don't have the right kind of account that will allow me to get her email address or send her a message.  I tried to upload a photo of my grandmother, but it won't let me access photos on my hard drive.

I did find one thing, though.  I found out how old my grandfather was when he died.

I remember the last couple of years before he died, how fragile he was.  I remember seeing my father guide him out of the car in front of our house when they came to visit.

I remember seeing how shaky he was when they put him in a home and we brought Paul to see him.

I remember how old he was but it wasn't until I went on Ancestry that I found out HOW  old he was -- when he died, he was a year younger than Walt.

And while I can't find the date of my grandmother's death anywhere I remember seeing her holding David, which means she was alive in 1972 and I don't think she lived much longer than that, which means that when she died she was my age

It really makes you stop and think about your age when you find out stuff like this.  There is no way I feel the way I remember my grandmother being before she died, and I certainly can't imagine my grandfather going out for a long bike ride every day and yet that's the age we are now.

Maybe that explains why I need my afternoon nap every day!


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My grandmother, at my age.
(half of her face was paralyzed)


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