1192 Glenn Ave

 

R.I.P., Norway, Iowa 
Photo by Doug Miller


What were our ancestors really like?
This question never interested me as a young person
since I was alive and they were dead.

But now, as my life is mostly behind me,
I’ve become more curious,
and perhaps other descendants will eventually feel the same way.

So all of you are invited to post on this blog,
just let me know, and I’ll send an official invitation.

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In addition to R.C. ,  Elizabeth,  and their siblings
subject matter might include 
all antecedents 
as well as those descendants
not still with us.

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Anything from a brief reminiscence to a full fledged biography is welcome,
and multiple viewpoints are encouraged
in the spirit of







Important note:

If you post any photos,
please make sure the maximum dimension is 800 pixels

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