Sunday, 17 August 2014
This is one reason why I'm so involved with researching my family history. I want to remember the stories, to find them and write them down so that future generations will be able to understand where they came from.
My paternal grandmother denied the existence of her extended family for most of her life because she'd had a rift with her mother. My maternal grandfather rarely spoke about his past because of the horrors he witnessed during the wars in which he served. Thanks to other family members and the records now available on the Internet, I've managed to piece together their stories, but nothing can substitute for a person telling their own history.
The next time an older relative says "When I was young" please listen to them, before the story gets lost forever.