Blog #1100

When Uncle Stephen was about eight years old, I can remember him asking our parents to tell us stories about when we were little boys. I suppose we all ask our parents these things, especially as our early childhood memories fade. Most of the stories become part of a family’s oral history and if not retold repeatedly are lost. A few family stories were written down occasionally, captured in letters or journals, but these documents were commonly lost over time. Just as technology replaced the plow with the tractor, so has the internet replaced letter and journal pages with email, social networking sites and web pages. Sandy and I created this blog to share our stories with distant family and friends, and we are saving and preserving these blogs so that our boys and their children and grandchildren may know all the stories about Benji and Davey’s childhood.