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What I Have Been Doing

For those of you still hanging around out there hoping that (or curious if ever) I’d return, this is a momentary re-emergence from the overwhelming task this excavation of my mother’s papers has turned out to be. I won’t go … Continue reading

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A Puzzle Within the Puzzle

Erin M The task presently engaged in involves bundles of letters in envelopes (thankfully, since most letters are undated, saying only something like “Sunday eve,” so the postmarks permit me to date the letters), most from my grandmother, but many … Continue reading

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Cashing In

Kenzie When going through my father’s files (he’s been dead since 1975, but this is the first time anyone other than my mother has looked through his stuff), I found a folder from his time with the Justice Department’s Bureau … Continue reading

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Tidbits

Brooke Tidbits from my grandmother’s and others’ letters in the 1940s: Shades of “1941″! Letter from Aunt Barbara to her parents, December 9, 1941: “So glad we didn’t move to San Francisco! I can scarcely believe that Japanese planes were … Continue reading

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Early Days In Wisconsin, 1864

Meg Another tale from my great grandfather’s youth: The Jackson farm was located one-half mile south of the Beebe School on the Lathrop Road. The house was built about 1842 by Jacob Jackson who was the writer’s great-grandfather. It was … Continue reading

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Discoveries and Surprises

Paige Some amazing stuff has surfaced since last I accounted for discoveries and surprises found among my mother’s effects.  Here are a few: First, a longstanding mystery for my brothers and me has been the chronology of my father’s WWII … Continue reading

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Study In Natural History On The Jackson Farm

Mayla Another story from my great-grandfather’s youth: It seems as though there never was such an opportunity for the study of wild life as there was in the summer of 1867, especially in the hay field. There was no limit … Continue reading

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Butter And Plug Hats On Jackson Farm In 1866

Victoria Since I’m presently editing the family book of my great grandfather’s and his brothers’ and cousins’ childhood stories, and noticing once more how very humorous they really are, I thought I’d share them with you. They are tales of … Continue reading

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Reflections Of The Morning After

Edith by Herman Lee Meader [my father transcribed this from Meader’s early 20th century collections of epigrams — it verges on misogynistic, but he felt it important enough to save it for about forty years — found in his files … Continue reading

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The Great Divide

Heather Apologies for the extended absence from these pages. It won’t be the last absence, however, as my priorities have definitely shifted – at least temporarily but for an extended period – toward continued intense concentration on family matters, family … Continue reading

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