Yes, what to do next is always the question. So, in addition to classes coming up, there are enhancements coming too, to make the community experience more interactive. It will all be in the next newsletter, coming soon.
And over the last while, I've been compiling my own life stories and journals. Not just one box, but boxes since college days. There's happy stuff and there's adversity, as with every life. But it sure gives a picture you can look back on and say, yup, I did that, I thought that, I said that, that actually happened and here I am. Actually there aren't that many boxes. I'm not a pack rat where you walk into the house and have to burrow your way through the maze, only 4 boxes. But I never realized that I journal so much. I just filled the books and stashed them. Who knew?
A website for people to create and share life stories with their friends and family members.
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Margaret Randall
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About Margaret at TellOurLifeStories.com
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- The journey to create TellOurLifeStories.com began about 4 years ago. As a former journalist, the value of hearing stories from previous generations hits home for me. I once asked my grandma what her life was like growing up. She told me about Milwaukee as it was at the turn of the century - horses instead of cars, great fields and farms instead of suburban acres. Years later, my mother elaborated. My great-grandmother left her husband because he was a drinker. That was unheard in the Polish Catholic neighborhoods of South Milwaukee. They moved far away, which in those days was only about five blocks from where they had been, but it was a different parish, different priest, different neighbors. If my mom hadn't told me that story, how would I have known my great-grandmother had such character, and raised a family of five children all by herself in those days. From what my mother told me, my great-grandmother drew people together and her home was home to some of her children and their children at times even after they were grown. My grandmother was the same way and I remember happy family parties during many holidays in her home.
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