The first message I saw today was from my ex-wife with the sad news that her grandmother passed away at age 104. To call “Grandma Pat” feisty was an understatement; I would not have been surprised if she lived to 204. It got me thinking and looking through my old web sites, because I remembered […]
I spent maybe another hour last night adding a few more minutes of audio recorded with my grandmother in 1994 to TapeWrite. I added a bit of introduction to the recording. This follows my description of the series My Grandmother’s Stories, from Audio Tape to TapeWrite and Episode 1: Growing Up in Newark. In Episode […]
There goes that calendar reminder. Today is the day in 1956 that my grandfather, Abraham passed away, seven years before I was even born. I know he died young; his wife lived until 2003; outliving her husband by 47 years is staggering. I am not sure when he was born, somewhere I have in a […]
They sure made the anniversary math easy by getting married in 1950. Today. 66 years ago. All I got was a calendar pop-up reminder. And a happy quick mind memory trip, with some rummaging through what feels like too small a set of digital photos. It can be hard to really imagine your parents as […]
Oh those calendar notifications. Sunday would have been the birthday of my Aunt Martha, though she was not technically my aunt. Possibly she grew up in the same part of Baltimore as my parents, Forrest Park High School area (?), she and her husband George were my godparents. Her passing away in 2010 was a […]
My google calendar reminders ticks off another ding marking the date of passing of another family member, Monday was the day in 1977 … 39 years ago… that my Aunt Eve passed away. What I know of her is even more limited than my grandparents, the media layer is thin. Hers was one of the […]
That photo looks a little like me, but that is my grandfather, who passed away 59 years ago today. I can picture that framed image as it was in the wood paneled basement of the house I grew up in Baltimore. It sat in a space on a wall of bookshelves, sitting above the old […]
Perhaps the most treasured digital bits I have is the hour of audio recorded of my Mom telling stories of her growing up in Baltimore in the 1930s. I recorded this on a visit after after her 80th birthday; and was on my way to visit some 18 months after when she passed away unexpectedly. […]
cc licensed ( BY ) flickr photo shared by cogdogblog It’s been a really long long long time since I can even remember spending time with my Aunt Dorothy. She is my Mom’s younger sister; she lent so much to the meeting we had a year ago with the presiding rabbit (oops it was not […]
In our family lore is the battle of the grilled cheese sandwich, waged between my sisters and I one summer day when I was maybe 8. The record is muddy as the accounts of the conflict disagree. Mom had preserved some of the artifacts, which now come to light and judgement. The evidence is found […]
