Ancestor Soup

Here I sit, labeling old photos.  Again.  I feel like I will grow old and feeble, right here, pen in hand. I have a large box of them, ...

     For the last four years, I've been the keeper of something special - the cap of Lieutenant Joseph E. Leonard of Tipp City, Ohio.  J...

In a letter dated Sept. 9, 1943, my great-uncle Ray Christensen gives a description of his work schedule in the 417th Night Fighter Squadron...

As a child, I recall my grandparents talking about the dust storms of the "Dirty Thirties," the air being so dark with blowing di...

It's what we all dread - turning on the computer, and finding it refuses to boot.  One week ago tomorrow, it happened to me.  My compute...

It's always a thrill to discover a new photograph, such as the one of this lovely large home, printed as a postcard.   But how frustrati...

This is the second-oldest item I've discovered in the bowels of my office - the oldest being a commencement program from 1884 - but thi...