Labels: Virginia Tech
Have you ever pulled everything out of your clothes dryer, folded it all, then found a leftover sock? It happens to me all the time and invariably leads to a big hunt. I thought that obsessive hunt for the sock was a pretty good analogy for all the peculiar little things that embroil me from time to time. Anyway, I thought the blog medium would be a good way to keep track of all these "missing socks!"
Labels: Virginia Tech
I don't know what the proper spelling is.
Condolences to Wanda Morgan (wife of my cousin Jeff) on the loss of her mother this week.
From previous posts, you know how I feel about the National Archives and Records Administration (NARA) and their efforts to both jack-up fees and change their hours of operation in what appears to be a very deliberate effort to confound family historians seeking their roots.
It's a cliche' you hear all the time, "That person has no concept of time."
After lunch today, I visited with Ann Bennett in Belle Isle.
Hey, if any of you out there in my blogosphere have a lead on an apartment--or need a roommate--in New York City, let me know.
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Spent the better part of the day editing my manuscript for NEHGS.
No, USF doesn't stand for University of South Florida.
Survivor has been pretty ho-hum so far this season, but it kicked into high gear tonight.
Our intrepid documentarian Cliff Curley is still working on gathering local history for his project with our PBS station (WMFE-24).
Call me a geek, but I am really getting in to a book on CD about Alexander Hamilton.
After getting some last-minute quality time with the niblings this morning, I had to get on the road home.
Spent the morning at The Berkeley Museum in Monckton, South Carolina. As the sign notes, it is the home of The Little David.
If you're not in to genealogy, this will probably go right over your head. But, I am really excited by the possibility of breaking down one of the proverbial "brick walls" we poor researchers generally encounter when we attempt to track down our ancestors.
That's the new term I learned today.
Over the last few weeks, I've been sifting thru a bunch of old family documents.
Just got some email from Cliff Curley, who is still gathering material on pioneer families.
A co-worker is uncovering some old family secrets, which brought to mind a book I read a few years ago when I uncovered some old family secrets of my own.
After yesterday's post, I have received some additional photos from Dad's services on Saturday. I have posted them at:
As mentioned in a previous post, Dad has an online memorial at http://www.mem.com/display/biography.asp?ID=1763049 . For those of you who were unable to attend services this weeknd, you can see all the photos that were featured in his video. (Don't feel too bad, because I've heard from some of the folks sitting in the back of the chapel that they couldn't see them, anyway!) I'm told you may purchase your own copy of the video on DVD thru this site. And, there's also a guestbook.
Ok, I'm not April-Fooling you when I say what a great day it's been around here.