Left Photo: My dad (age 7) and I think his brother Brian - March 1963
Right Photo: My dad (age 4) and I'm guessing his sister Marilyn - June 1960
This week I received a package from my mom. A box full of photographs, old cassette tape recordings, a lace handkerchief, a metal goblet (which we are calling the Holy Grail until I'm able to call her and get the real story behind it), newspaper clippings, and more.
Mom has been cleaning out their house and I believe she prepared similar boxes for each of us kids. I sorted through the contents quickly, anxious to see all that was in there. Anna stood by my side, asked questions, and laughed at funny hair-do's. I can't wait to take some more time and go through things more slowly and organize all those memories.
It has long been on my list to put together a Family History scrapbook. I want it to be gathering place for photos, memories, and stories of grandparents and ancestors on my side and Scott's side. With the photos I received this week, and stories I got from my dad at the family reunion I'm feeling closer to ready for starting this big project. Knowing that it will be a big project is good because I understand that it won't come together all at once. Things will be added here and there, which will actually make it more enjoyable as I can spread out the discoveries and connections that I learn about over time.
I can't wait.
On our drive home from Utah this week, we made a quick stop at BYU campus and happened to visit the Museum of Art for a few minutes. I was instantly attracted to this beautiful piece of art.
Upon closer inspection I realized that it was a chain of family names. A family tree!
"Hanging Family History" by Valerie Atkisson
The plaque read: "In this cascading sculpture, each triangular piece of rice paper has a name, beginning with Atkisson's own name at the top and continuing through 2,000 years of her ancestry."
Isn't that amazing? I just thought it was so beautiful I had to share it.
