oh the loss of those little books is heartbreaking. having lost my dad to a heart attack when he was 43 and I was 15, stories about aging fathers written by adult daughters always tug at my heart. lovely piece, Sue.
I’m heartsick on your behalf over the loss of those little books. I’m leaving many notebooks that my children are free to throw away. Most of my work is on my hard drive, though, and nobody will bother to look at it there.
My dad learned to drive in his older brothers model A. He and his two brothers often went fishing and hunting on weekends and i have many old photos of him with stringers of fish, or a pheasant in each hand. My mother also loved the outdoors and their honeymoon before WWII was camping and fishing on the Gunflint Trail in Northern MN. But it was my mother who kept a log of family life. My oldest niece is the keeper of family history and she has the thousands of photos and slides and my mom's logs. I do have a scrapebook my mom put together starting with my birth in 1949. My footprint and the little bead bracelet with your name and newborn photos on the first page. When I started my boating life I started a log of travels and after the boats were gone kept it up on my land travels. But not having any kids I'm sure they will all be thrown away along with my thousands of photos. Especially since my handwriting is hard to read 😆
Well, when Mom died, she became the Boss. She even wrote Mom's obit even though I was working the obit desk at the Deseret News at the time. Why should she ask when she can do it herself, right?
oh the loss of those little books is heartbreaking. having lost my dad to a heart attack when he was 43 and I was 15, stories about aging fathers written by adult daughters always tug at my heart. lovely piece, Sue.
I’m heartsick on your behalf over the loss of those little books. I’m leaving many notebooks that my children are free to throw away. Most of my work is on my hard drive, though, and nobody will bother to look at it there.
Where do you keep your notes and impressions?
My dad learned to drive in his older brothers model A. He and his two brothers often went fishing and hunting on weekends and i have many old photos of him with stringers of fish, or a pheasant in each hand. My mother also loved the outdoors and their honeymoon before WWII was camping and fishing on the Gunflint Trail in Northern MN. But it was my mother who kept a log of family life. My oldest niece is the keeper of family history and she has the thousands of photos and slides and my mom's logs. I do have a scrapebook my mom put together starting with my birth in 1949. My footprint and the little bead bracelet with your name and newborn photos on the first page. When I started my boating life I started a log of travels and after the boats were gone kept it up on my land travels. But not having any kids I'm sure they will all be thrown away along with my thousands of photos. Especially since my handwriting is hard to read 😆
Thank you for cross-posting this essay, Tonya.
Well, when Mom died, she became the Boss. She even wrote Mom's obit even though I was working the obit desk at the Deseret News at the time. Why should she ask when she can do it herself, right?