Late afternoon, yesterday, I discovered I had an unimaginable error with one individual. OMG, it has taken all day to research and properly document that person. While trekking through the forest, I found several other errors (not of my making) and corrected them. “Just a janitor cleaning up messes.” ~~ True story: Many years ago I earned my living as a proofreader of telephone book listings. Imagine reading “letter for letter and number for number.” I think that experience trained my brain. Perhaps I’m safe saying “Through the years, errors have a way of grabbing my attention.”

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“Lost in the forest”  seemed an appropriate title because there are so many trees and many are identical. After focusing on a specific tree, I’d find myself questioning “Where was I?”