Sentimental Sunday: Mom's Yearbook Photo

Clip from the Cranston High School, Yearbook, 1935 from Ancestry.com (p. 78)

When I cleaned out the house my parents lived in for over fifty years, I had to make a lot of decisions on what to keep and what to toss. I threw out their high school yearbooks and I'm not sorry I did, it would be just another thing to have moved and worry about.

Ancestry just increased their yearbook collection and it includes my mother's yearbook. I made this quick clip before coming down with pneumonia. 

I have learned from looking at the "biography" below her name that she did not belong to any clubs in the 9th grade. Before this time, she went to an elementary school called Norwood Ave. a location based (neighborhood based) situation. In those days buses were only for high school. She did tell me that high school started at 9th grade.

Soon I will have my 50th class reunion. Our yearbook is not so different from this one but my daughter's was quite different. (1935, 1965 and 1994)

Feeling sentimental this Sunday....

Toilet Paper Origami

Photo by Midge Frazel, 2015

Wasted Time?

One of my techno-friends (OK, my famous techno-friend Kathy Schrock) commented on the TP rolls in my hotel bathroom while visiting me on vacation. "Have they serviced your room?", she asked. When I said they had, she quipped with, "I thought maybe you were into toilet paper origami." I laughed and said, "I have enough to do without obsessively folding my TP."

I'm sure she was referring to my recent obsessive fun with coloring and not with my genealogy obsession, however, I really feel that doing something other than genealogy is sometimes a good thing.

Coloring makes me slow down and plan. I certainly need to do that with my genealogy. Being a more careful researcher seems to be everyone's goal these days and it is sound advice. But, it is stressful searching for the right record to be sure you are right about an ancestor. There are not enough records for my early Rhode Island ancestors (that are proved) and I am having problems with being sure who the immigrant ancestor is for many lines. 

I don't think toilet paper origami will help with this problem, do you?  

However, you now know that Kathy Schrock peed in my bathroom. (Yes, she washed her hands.)