Family heirlooms just aren’t as important as they used to be
“We often, maybe always, remember the past for a purpose in the present. “
– Michael S. Roth
We have “reduced” the possessions of some elderly loved ones in recent months, and we have started the process with trepidation.
We had all heard stories of broken families as its members argued over memories.
The good news? We had no fight.
The bad news? We had little interest.
There appears to be a general polite consensus on “OK, I’ll take what they want me to have, but it will be quickly stored and then discreetly disposed of.”
No one said, “You know what I would really like? “
Well, I take that off. A young inhabitant of a lifetime apartment (so far) asked for a shovel, adding: “If I ever own a house, I might need it.”
I was surprised by the general lack of interest, but the more I thought about it, the more I understood.
We live in a country that allows us to get just about anything we want or need, on credit if necessary.
Family heirlooms are just not as important as they used to be. I was actually looking for elimination tips and found a top 10 list on the How Things Work website. They were, in order: musical instruments, clocks, recipes, photos, letters and diaries, weapons, quilts, furniture, stories and jewelry.
In recent months, I have met them all. Over the past few months, I’ve been wondering what to do.
But help could be on the way.
The Augusta Genealogical Society will welcome an expert on these issues on June 26.
Marian Burk Wood will discuss the photos, stories, documents and heirlooms of ancestors and how best to preserve them. The program will begin at 11 a.m. on June 26 and will be online. There is no charge, and members and non-members are welcome to register using the form at augustagensociety.org. Registration is compulsory.
Wood is an experienced genealogy speaker, active genealogy blogger and the author of the genealogy book, “Plan a future for your family’s past. ”His genealogy blog is ClimbingMyFamilyTree.blogspot.com.
THE JOKE OF THE DAY : PJ Rodgers shares something to think about when negative people try their best to rain on your parade:
A woman was getting her hair done for a trip to Rome with her husband. She mentioned the trip to the hairdresser, who replied, “Rome? Why would anyone want to go? There are people and it’s dirty. So how are you doing there?
“We’re taking Continental,” was the response. “We got an excellent rate! ”
“Continental?” exclaimed the hairdresser. “It’s a terrible airline. Their planes are old, their flight attendants are ugly, and they’re always late. So where are you staying?”
“We will be in this exclusive little place on the Tiber of Rome called Teste.”
The hairdresser said: “Everyone thinks this place is something special and exclusive, but it really is a dump.”
The woman added: “We’re going to go see the Vatican and maybe see the Pope.”
“It’s rich,” laughed the hairdresser. “You and a million other people trying to see it. He will look the size of an ant. My boy, good luck on this bad trip. You’re gonna need it.
A month later, the woman came again to have her hair done. The hairdresser asked about his trip.
“It was wonderful,” the woman explained. “Not only were we on time on one of Continental’s brand new planes, there were too many reservations, and they hit
us up to first class. The food and wine were wonderful, and I had a handsome 28 year old flight attendant who served me hand and foot. And the hotel was great! They had just completed a $ 5 million renovation job, and now it’s a gem, the best hotel in town. They too were overbooked, so they apologized and offered us their owner’s suite at no additional cost! “
– Well, whispered the hairdresser, that’s fine, but I know you haven’t seen the Pope.
“In fact, we were very lucky, because while we were visiting the Vatican, a Swiss guard patted me on the shoulder and explained to me that the Pope liked to meet some of the visitors, and if I had the kindness to enter his private room and wait, the Pope would greet me personally. Indeed, five minutes later, the Pope walked through the door and shook my hand! I knelt down and he said a few words to me … “
” Oh really ! What did he say ? asked the hairdresser.
“He asked, ‘Who messed up your hair?'”