Dear Folks, For days and days I've been straining my eyeballs to the utter limits to gather up my stories, make certain that all stories have the same margins and now I'm to the point where I have the BIG task to edit them properly. But in rereading those stories, all the memories I've written down are coming back to me. Over the years that I've been writing them, I had in the back of my mind that hopefully a member of my family, maybe a few generations down the line, would gather all of them up, check out the extensive journals I've written in my adult years, and eventually put everything together as my unusual biography. But I can't wait that long. Therefore, for the time being I'm just enjoying the dickens out of putting all my stories together into a book and let the kids take it from there. The point I'm trying to make is for all of you to do the same thing. I know that many of you have families, many are still holding down jobs, many of you are dedicated to your genealogy research and many have other outside interests. Therefore, I know that you really don't have the time to write story after story of your memories in the past. But there's one thing that maybe you can do on a daily basis is to copy the emails you've sent to the list and just save them in a folder for future printouts. What you send to the list are your memories, what you did today and what you want to do tomorrow. Who knows but what you're writing down is part of your own autobiography even if just to the list. Think about it. vee