Your Memories Matter
I come from the land of quilts. That was the primary pastime of the generation before me and the generation before that in the farmlands and communities of the Midwest of the United States of America. Now it is 2024. I am in another state and another era. The generation that I am in is called the Baby Boomers. Before that was the Great Generation or sometimes called a traditional generation.
What is happening in these days could possibly not even be a match, or maybe it could compare with what happened before WWII. The computer became a reality during and after that. Computer is related to "computation," mathematics based on two digits, 0 and 1. Artificial Intelligence (AI) now.
As I look around the room to gaze at the quilts left to me, my memories return. Aunt Mabel and Uncle Lloyd’s farm. One quilt with a big flowers being made. She also took all of the remnants of dresses that my mother had made for me in gradeschool and made a quilt. They were in a big paper grocery bag in the hall closet.
If quilts could talk, they would have much to say. One of the quilts is a signature quilt with neighbors and friends of my grandmother. They signed it and then embroidered it onto the remants of circles. It is probably over 100 years old now. I recall some of the names of the people who signed it. Heritage from the last century.
I see what God is doing. He gives me ideas every day. As I’m talking and the computer is typing in a Microsoft Word document, I am a laughing. The computer interpreted “As I’m talking,” to “Bozos said you’re talking.” Bozo meant for me that I am being labeled as someone who didn’t know what they were talking about! I sneezed and the computer wrote something I did not expect! Text-to-speech is still a process.
So—what I say may be interpreted by you differently, depending upon your own frame of reference.
I am enjoying this process of documenting memories to leave a lasting legacy, by excavating my words out of my head and onto paper. Maybe extracting? Painful? No. Have fun with this.
- Take a word.
- Name that place.
- Write a sentence.
- That’s all.
- Start there. Worlds of words will flow later. Don’t be concerned now about how.
If my arm hurts from writing too much, I need a break. What a journey this will be as I work through the process of collecting my memories. You can too. The computer will give me breaks as I laugh through the way the computer makes this possible.