“When my mother died in December of 1995 there were 100s of sympathy cards sent and 100s of dollars donated to the Girl Guides — It has always been a challenge to do ancestor work, too formal when you can feel them all around us”
“In us”
“Many of our interests have obvious origins”
“Does this still count as a selfie? I like to tell people I don’t enjoy contra/square dancing having been traumatized at an early age”
“I find it funny many readers won’t know to call my hairstyle a Prince Valient”
“The One in the middle is turning 50 in 12 days”
“I was young for a long, long time”
“Although, I don’t remember being as young as my parents are here — I skipped the temporal anomaly”
“Sorry, I tried to deny it, the witness went beyond 25 years ago, yet here’s the proof”
“He made such a good ancestor, better than these folks”
Well, Y’all, caught up in an unintended deep submersion in the past. Funnily, as I was working on the ancestral shout out, this randomly came up in my BG playlist:
