A few years ago, right before my 40 th birthday (OK let’s be honest almost 12 years ago) a mystery package appeared on my doorstep. When I opened it I discovered an absolute treasure trove of family pictures. Several pictures were of my brother and I growing up but many of the pictures were of people I didn’t even know. I pretty much figured out that the package was from my Aunt who was in one of her cleaning out phases so I decided I would try to get as much information out of her as I could. My Aunt is notoriously tight lipped about anything to do with the past, and I don’t really blame her since her family experienced some unbelievable tragedies. Phone conversations didn’t seem to work so I finally photo copied a bunch of the pictures and sent them to her. I figured she could write down the informations at her own pace and send it back. She did eventually send it back and the one thing I found really sad was that she couldn’t remember one of her brother’s names. He had died in WWII when he was only 20. Since then I have been able to do a little research and I did eventually figure out his name (Edmond, he’s the young man on the left) but it really got me thinking about the telling of stories. My aunt is the last surviving family member of her generation and she recently had a pretty significant health scare. In some ways I can feel that time is running out for learning her stories so I want to capture as much as I can. I am also feeling a real desire to write down some of my stories so that when my kids find my photo albums someday they wont find a bunch of pictures with no names and no stories. This year I am actually being very intentional about writing down at least one story per week. Doing this is making me search through my family pictures both physical and digital which is a pretty neat thing to do anyway. Now that it’s so easy to take pictures it’s amazing how many I have hanging around. I can already tell this is going to be a bit of a journey, sometimes sad, sometimes funny. I gave up New Years resolutions a while ago, now I pick themes. I’m calling this the “Year of the Story”. Consider this story number one.
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