So... I've been intending to write my own set of "memoirs" for a long time now, but just have not got around to it. Seems like if I'm gonna finish it before I get too old to remember my memories, I might ought to make myself get started. If I start it here on the blog, maybe I'll feel obligated to come up with some little tidbit every day... maybe. (At the risk of losing my whole audience, because, really, my life is not that interesting.)
Well, I'll just start and see how it goes. If I get far enough, I plan to make another book which will include 4 generations of memoirs.
My great-grandmother wrote her memoirs "A Bit of Family History" in 1957. My grandmother wrote "I Remember Of..." (my title) starting in 1999. My mother wrote "My Stories Growing Up" and other memories and musings starting in about 2003 when she retired, although she had written some other things through the years. That's three generations before me, so I suppose that makes it my turn. I'm 70 years old now, so I guess I'd better get started.