Thankful Thursday: roots and branches
Last night, I put the finishing touches on a three-year project of enormous magnitude and importance (at least to me). I’ve gathered a treasury of family photos and historical documents, and I’ve burned everything onto DVDs–a love offering for my brothers and sisters.
Most of our family possessions were scattered along the Sawdust Trail, swept long ago into the dustbin of history. But I unearthed what I could, from private collections and public records. (Heh, Nancy Drew has nothin’ on me!) I gathered them all together into a single pile, and I scanned them. And as of next week, each of my siblings will have digital copies.
Admittedly, the archives are incomplete. As recently as last week, I discovered family connections I never knew existed, and a handful of known relations are missing altogether. But it’s a start–a symbolic replanting of our family tree. Just in time for Spring, the season of resurrection and renewal.
Pictured: Nana and Grandpa Fred