I was delighted to be invited to participate in a Writers' Blog Tour by fellow blogger and ProGen friend, Liz Loveland. The purpose of the tour is to highlight writers and bring attention to their blogs. Each participant is to answer the following four questions and introduce two new writers. My post has taken some additional time to post; soon after Liz asked me to participate I had to load a moving truck and drive across the country from West Virginia to my home in Oregon. Two days later I was scheduled to speak at the Genealogical Council of Oregon Genealogy Fest in Eugene.
Puzzles of the Past: A genealogy blog by Judith Beaman Scott. A place to share my love of genealogy and history, tell some family stories before they’re forgotten, and just maybe, find some new ones. I’ll use these pages to share information about my Kentucky, North Carolina, Virginia and West Virginia families and discuss methods to solve some genealogical puzzles. Along the way I’ll include discussions of current issues and practices in the field of genealogy.
Sunday, October 12, 2014
A Truck Full of Memories
An old plow in pieces.
A box of rocks.
Miscellaneous boards.
My son Jamie and his girlfriend Tammy didn't bat an eye at
the curious assortment of items crammed into the rental truck I drove across
the country recently. The only remarks were from Tammy, who was counting chairs
as she discovered them in the truck. Nine, nine chairs, including my
Grandmother’s dining room chairs. The truck was loaded with things from my
Mother’s house. I would have driven a bigger one but I was worried about driving a
wider, longer truck across the country by myself. There was a reason for every
item in that truck, even the big box of rocks. From the family that shipped, or
carried, an antique cast iron (heavy) rabbit across the country three times, a
box of rocks in a truck is nothing. As a matter of fact, several of those rocks
traveled to West Virginia from North Carolina first.
Also in the truck: starts from garden plants, most I had
sent her; more than 40 packing boxes and about 20 large plastic bins; tubs of
photos, of course; a collection of old strainers and colanders; coal miner’s
lamps; and a lifetime of memories.
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