My Trails into the Past

The following is the start of the story of my life, written last year during a writing retreat. It is currently six pages long and tells my story up to about sixth grade. Below is the introduction. I do need to finish this and it shall be one of my 2024 goals. Early memories of our lives are hard to define. Do I remember that event or are the photos in a photo album defining my memory? My earliest memories are from my fifth year. I had scarlet fever while in kindergarten. Bits and pieces of memory about that time are the doctor coming to our house and nearly gagging me with that tongue depressor. I have hated that part of doctor’s appointments since. I think that our house was quarantined with a paper at the front door. I also remember my father bringing home Silly Putty, though I do not remember whether it was for this illness or another. But there are no other memories of the illness. When I returned to school, I had extra milk to drink from when I was away. Perhaps my parents ...

Calling all Genea-Musings Fans: It's  Saturday Night  again - Time for some more  Genealogy Fun!!   Our assignment this week from Randy Seaver of Genea-Musings is to: 1)  Are you writing about your own personal history?  What are you including?  How are you doing with it? Who will you distribute it to?    Here is mine: Last year at a genealogy writing retreat, my friend Stewart, was working on his autobiography. One evening, I could not sleep and got out my computer and starting writing about my own life. I got six pages written. I made it up to sixth grade, at least writing about my school days. I included photographs but no source citations. I see the date of the document is 9/17/2022. I have not added to it since. I could not at first locate this file, but discovered that I have over 60 documents of blog posts I have written about myself for Saturday Night Genealogy Fun, 52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks, or 2011 Advent Calendar bloggi...