Stories by and about my parents and ancestors


I grew up in a household where family stories were told again and again. Somehow, I became a keeper of those stories. A task that I thought would be simply a matter of writing them down. But an interest in genealogy, and a massive collection of old photos, plus a natural inclination to make work for myself, has turned a simple task into a life-long pursuit; in equal parts enjoyable, rewarding and frustrating. I hope the reader finds these stories as interesting as I have. Partly for their place in history, partly for the fact they are stories: the facts… well why cloud a good story with the facts?