For some reason, "stuff" keeps popping into my head to write about. Inane, but worthy (to me) to share.

It sort of hit me (as I was reading a book) that I knew a lady that was born during the Civil War. That was 150 years ago! She was my great grandmother, Lide. I was 11 yrs old when she died (at age 92), so I remember her fairly well. She lived with us for awhile. (Her only son, my grandfather, died at age 35.)

Thankfully, she left an autobiography. What a treasure! She talked about her grandparents. So now we go back in time even farther. As far as I know, Lide was the only ancestor I have that left a record of his or her life. What a shame. I would so much like to know what went on in their world.

My mother kept a diary her entire life. My father has written a "memory book". That means my grandson will have something to remember about a great grandfather that was born during WW 1 and the great flu epidemic (1918). How cool is that? If my father lives to 100, Jonny will be 8. Perhaps he'll have some memories of Dad. Photos help.

Because my "greats" never (except Lide) left any hints of their lives, I have decided I would. My autobio (written 5 yrs ago) includes info about my grandparents, etc. Maybe my descendents won't care, but my life will be recorded, just in case a great, great grandchild is interested in the life of someone born during WW 11 (1943). I don't consider my life story to be egotistical--I'm not on an ego trip. I just know how disappointed I am in not knowing who my ancestors were.

Of course, I have faith that humans will still be around in another 100 years.