The family tapes I am preparing to be digitized continue to yield unexpected treasures. I have several from visits between my mother and two of her aunts, who share wonderful details of their own lives and memories of the family matriarch, Nana. But one that I heard yesterday, probably from 1990, was an interview with…
My great grandfather looks like a young man with prospects in this picture. Sadly, he died at age 35 in a Warwickshire workhouse, leaving his young widow with six children under the age of 10.
This headstone may or may not be that of my great uncle and his widow. It has some suggestive connections, but I need to track down real evidence, and put to rest our long hunt for lost Uncle George. The clues we have are mostly family anecdotes: he married a woman named Annie, he went…
Voices are so evocative. In a way, they tell us more than pictures. I’ve been listening to audio tapes from family events to organize them for digitizing (a great pastime while the blizzard blows outside). Many are interviews with my Aunt Edie, a great talker who delighted in family details and loved to share her stories….
