See what I found…

…next to boxes of family history. I also had a frog, or toad, but didn’t get a picture.


I emptied a couple of crates. Fewer boxes (and crates) next to my front door. As I was getting ready to leave my trailer home en route to the CARE dining room, I found the snake on the screen door. I almost had a “hand full” when I reached for the latch!!

“Visible” versus “invisible” ?!


With the “scanning” project, almost everything is “invisible.” Frequently, I needed an image of something accomplished.


My “yarden” is neglected!! Almost all my time is spent indoors devoted to the scanning project. Yes, I water plants and occasionally pull some weeds. Overnight, bleach was cleaning away algae and mold in/on the fountain. This morning, I gave the fountain a hard scrubbing.

Thirty years ago…

It’s 3:35 AM as I start this message. Couldn’t sleep; too much on my mind!! Perhaps you’d like to read a letter I found during my scanning project yesterday? True story: I can approach preparation of a blog message at three, or four, o’clock (in the morning) but scanning, etc., etc., works best when I have sunshine flooding through the windows. The print, and handwriting, is easier to read. 

Letter written 18 Jun 1987 regarding ruptured appendix

Sometimes I have the amusing thought that my life is like a hamster running around and around on the wheel. It appears that my life experience is going in circles, repeating itself.

Can’t sleep; so many memories!! The letter reminds me, thirty years ago I was living in a rented bedroom, in the home of friends. They’re gone now (Leland and Christine), and most (if not all) of my genealogy contacts are gone. I’m rushing to save my files of research(ed) material. I wonder if anyone is “saving” the files of Lowell Beachler, Gladys Royer, and so many other genealogy “cousins.”  

Inquiring minds want to know ?!

“Did you count them?”   


“Don’t keep us in suspense; how many?”

“More than two-thousand-forty-two pages!! Eight days.”

“Yours truly” counted the number of documented pages in finished and published files. In many cases, it took several scans of certain pages for the best image; unsatisfactory pages deleted.

Rosemary’s research files were a CHALLENGE. Lorraine’s files will be a CELEBRATION.


No, the pages were not counted one-by-one. “Hovering” over each file revealed the number of pages in that file.