Greetings one and all,

We just returned from a family gathering. People flew in from around the country. While there my brother took me to sites where our fathers manufacturing shop used to be. Now one site is a parking lot and the other is part of a building complex.

The questions and sharing of family history among clan members and generations increased understanding of who did what when and where. The fact of both sites of my father’s shops being gone, reminded me of lost history. Years ago I went back to my first childhood home and the whole neighborhood had changed drastically. The school I attended for the first three grades was totally demolished ~ gone! The churches where I was baptized and married ~ gone! My history sites were obliterated.

My suggestion is to photograph all the places holding memories in your life. This would include homes, schools, neighborhoods, parks and anywhere else that brings you fond, meaningful memories. You can’t share them with others, or revisit them, after they are gone.
Basically I’m saying capture those memories while you have the chance.

Humor time:

Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.

THE SENILITY PRAYER:
Grant me the senility to forget the people
I never liked anyway,
The good fortune to run into the ones I do, and
The eyesight to tell the difference.

Have a great day. God bless, Ed