A blog was completed last night fulfilling a promise to explain what writing a blog has meant to me. It has been deleted. It was longer than my average blog and even wordier than most things I write.
The irony didn't escape me that it was a lot like trying to explain a joke.
A little boy was in his elementary school class frantically drawing something. He was still at it long after the other kids had completed their art assignment. His teacher approached him:
"Jimmy, what are you drawing that is taking so much of your time?"
"I'm drawing a picture of God," Jimmy explained.
His teacher said, "But Jimmy, nobody has ever seen God so we don't know what he looks like."
Jimmy looked up at the teacher and replied, "You will now!"
My reasons for writing a blog are also simple: It's enjoyable - it might by accident say something of interest - it's therapeutic for me - and - some of what has been written might just filter on down to those who follow.
The latter is an affirmation of my suggestion to others to write a blog regarding their unique perspective on family history. It could be of benefit to young curious family members who seek to know something about their ancestors, particulary if told in a anechdotal style.
Few of us have such a record and most of us wish we did.
However, while not the sharpest knife in the drawer - if history is any indication - my blogs will go the way of my baseball card and comic book collections - and that's okay too.
It's been great therapy for Pap and someone may recall a few of the stories.
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