A Family Tapestry

Monday, December 9, 2013

Runs in the Family

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Yesterday’s photograph beside the long, sweeping lines of a 1930s Buick is turning out to be just one of many such automobile portraits...
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Sunday, December 8, 2013

Daddy Loved His Cars

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It should come as no surprise that, for a family for whom the term “road trip” could double as their home address, the head of that hou...
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Saturday, December 7, 2013

A Railroad Man

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It said, quite plainly on my aunt’s birth certificate: her father was a “Railroad Man.” Exactly like that. Trying to trace the m...
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Friday, December 6, 2013

Same Porch, Years Later

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Perhaps I’m imagining things, but another photograph I found in my aunt’s collection now seems to line up quite handily with the picture I...
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Thursday, December 5, 2013

Got Back to the Beginning After All

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Found it! When searching through stacks of papers left behind, eventually those important ones will surface. In this case, it was a ye...
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Wednesday, December 4, 2013

A Little Child Amidst a Great Depression

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How could someone with a cheery disposition grow that way, despite enduring a childhood in some of the most depressing economic conditions...
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Tuesday, December 3, 2013

A Little Introduction

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How is it that plans which sound so easy in the imagining stage turn into such brick walls at the moment of execution? It’s my intenti...
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Jacqi Stevens
It is my contention that, after a lifetime, one of the greatest needs people have is to be remembered. They want to know: have I made a difference? I write because I can't keep for myself the gifts others have entrusted to me. Through what I've already been given--though not forgetting those to whom I must pass this along--from family I receive my heritage; through family I leave a legacy. With family I weave a tapestry. These are my strands.
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