tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265428284848727164.post3337538599937497457..comments2024-01-12T00:00:04.996-05:00Comments on The Paper Wait: Changing the Way We ThinkEileen Cameronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03147679493619958932noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265428284848727164.post-31958585630789420472010-03-05T09:29:41.348-05:002010-03-05T09:29:41.348-05:00I also agree. Whether it's fiction or a true ...I also agree. Whether it's fiction or a true anecdote, stories affect us--both consciously and unconsciously.Tricia Fressola Idrobohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15263625468483605665noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265428284848727164.post-34061116700317843722010-03-05T07:55:48.147-05:002010-03-05T07:55:48.147-05:00Nice post, Linda. Perhaps each of us should take a...Nice post, Linda. Perhaps each of us should take a few days off from our "aiming to get published" work and write a little bit of family story/history for the next generation.Gale Sypher Jacobhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06316827256622168039noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265428284848727164.post-33919791575740332602010-03-05T07:27:30.186-05:002010-03-05T07:27:30.186-05:00J.A. - My father never spoke about WWII when he wa...J.A. - My father never spoke about WWII when he was alive either. He was a fighter pilot stationed in Italy. When he died, my sister and I found his flight records, discharge papers, and year books from flight school. Stuff I'd never seen before.<br /><br />Family history provides a wealth of ideas we can mine for stories.Meg Wiviotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16178051434999444739noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265428284848727164.post-12974159456048870872010-03-04T11:32:48.943-05:002010-03-04T11:32:48.943-05:00I recently found my sister had some of my father&#...I recently found my sister had some of my father's original paperwork detailing his service in WWII. I can't wait to do some research on those three years of his life. He never spoke of it while he was alive.J.A. Palermohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18325616361174334630noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265428284848727164.post-19793388979157625582010-03-04T10:56:44.642-05:002010-03-04T10:56:44.642-05:00I agree, and like Bish, my first thought was about...I agree, and like Bish, my first thought was about stories from grandparents. How I wish I'd recorded my grandfather's stories of growing up in rural Idaho! Stories are true treasures.Suzette Saxtonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06401538008029407734noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265428284848727164.post-83307704433984273262010-03-04T09:08:46.560-05:002010-03-04T09:08:46.560-05:00Oh I so agree! Don't I wish mightily that I ha...Oh I so agree! Don't I wish mightily that I had more stories from my partents and grandparents. That's one of the reasons I blog about growing up when and where I did. It's a little bit of history.Bish Denhamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13359927719391990534noreply@blogger.com