tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2529969472454786525.post9148704995549847085..comments2023-09-28T04:31:56.852-06:00Comments on TravelinOma: Say Uncle!Travelin'Omahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18415472674768977723noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2529969472454786525.post-60769186047961815482008-05-03T16:49:00.000-06:002008-05-03T16:49:00.000-06:00One year at a family reunion we wrote out question...One year at a family reunion we wrote out questions (the kinds that spark memories) on small slips of paper and put them in balloons. We then let the youngest generation take turns popping balloons and presenting the question to the oldest generation. The stories that followed were treasures. Luckily, we had an uncle at the video camera. Reminds me. We'd better get that video transferred to a DVD--and those stories transcribed.Annie Linkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11852452174323492020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2529969472454786525.post-32762831648096235252008-04-30T21:40:00.000-06:002008-04-30T21:40:00.000-06:00This is such an important admonition. So many thi...This is such an important admonition. So many things are gone once our progenitors move on. We have spent the last few years draining elder relatives' memories of everything possible and lamenting we didn't start sooner and with those already passed on.Linseyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11049165218693918465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2529969472454786525.post-53710905443572084032008-04-30T17:30:00.000-06:002008-04-30T17:30:00.000-06:00I wish I had paid more attention to the old people...I wish I had paid more attention to the old people in my family. They were boring to me when I was a teenager. My dad told wonderful tales of riding the rails during the depression, looking for work, but no one ever wrote them down or taped him. More's the pity!kenjuhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07342414519714356343noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2529969472454786525.post-84964262768412921122008-04-30T15:13:00.000-06:002008-04-30T15:13:00.000-06:00My husband and I have both tried to get family & n...My husband and I have both tried to get family & neighbors who went to war to tell us stories, talk about their experiences. Our parents' generation just wanted to forget! So few will actually share what they went through.Sherihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13734510616930967774noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2529969472454786525.post-46922853635231539222008-04-30T06:19:00.000-06:002008-04-30T06:19:00.000-06:00I just found out that the old lady who lives next ...I just found out that the old lady who lives next door to me lost her 12-year-old son to leukemia. In those days, there was not much they could do to treat it. It made me see her as a young mother, dealing with the death of her son, which is something I just don't know how I could ever cope with. Made me see her in a whole new light, and made me feel bad for being annoyed when she wants to come and chat. I think the elderly have so much to share, if only we take the time to listen.Christiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05769700320834756050noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2529969472454786525.post-63690868001262762912008-04-30T03:01:00.000-06:002008-04-30T03:01:00.000-06:00i love all the old family stories... that's always...i love all the old family stories... that's always the best part of getting every one together. and i so remember uncle don and the quarter tricks.kellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08366217382075432901noreply@blogger.com