We all have stories. I’ve thought for a long time that I’d like to write mine down. Oh, sure, everyone who knows me, knows at least some of my stories, and some are probably sick of hearing them. But there will be a time when I’m not around to tell my stories, and quite possibly someone might wish to know them. After all, even the most mundane details of our grandparent’s lives can be interesting, and if you go back a generation or two they just get more so. But those folks aren’t around anymore to tell their stories. So it will be with us.
I asked my Mom about a picture I have of her father, my grandfather, at work, and the things she told me about him were things I’d never heard before. And I thought, I don’t just need to capture my stories. I need to capture hers as well. In fact, I’ve decided to open this up to any of my family members who want to post here.
I’m going to limit membership on this blog site to just those I’ve personally added. If you are a member of my family, even a few steps away, email me directly at firstname.lastname@example.org and I’ll create an account for you. All I ask is that you just tell your stories here. As much as possible, I’d like to avoid discussions of anything other than the stories… this isn’t a pulpit to preach from, or a forum for arguing.
If you are reading this, please understand, these are stories. They aren’t necessarily accurate… our memories aren’t perfect. We’re going to try not to slander anyone; where a story might be hurtful or embarrassing to someone, we might change some names, or just avoid naming that person altogether.
We hope you find our stories interesting.