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For the past thirty years I have had the privilege of working with the elderly and the handicapped. One of the many things I enjoy is listening. Listening to their stories and their thoughts about life past, present and what’s in store for their future. One of the many interests I have outside of the work environment is genealogy and history in general. Of course one of the main things in each venue is documentation and actual documents from sources, whether it be family, friends or strangers. These records are windows to the past and those that document are needed for our future.

This blog will be my personal record of memories I have of the past 62 years, and the stories others have told me in the past that might be of help to others in their adventures in digging around.  Some of my reflections will be history, emotions, and also questions that others might be able to answer.

Doing this is also a personal task that will help me in my further endeavors as well…and keep my sanity!

Also for a side note, I am now old enough to meet the criteria for living where I work, a place 30 years ago I honestly doubted I would last working at! Glad I stuck it out, best human relations education I could of asked for…except for my stint working in a jail…that’s a whole other story…stay tuned!

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