Many, from past
generations, were scenes from the early part of the twentieth century and
before. I separated the collection into two groups: Group One:
preceding our meeting and marriage, and Group Two: our life together
and those who became a part of it.
Group One went into albums as Part A: my wife before we met and her
side of the family, and Part B: the same for me and mine. I arranged
Group Two (our married life) into collections according to the places
where we had resided. The result had many sections.
Organizing the material in each section chronologically, I inserted them
into the albums and numbered each photo, document and page. I
identified each album sequentially on its spine with a gold foil letter from
a packet purchased at a supermarket.
Setting up my tape recorder, I opened the first album. Contemplating the
first two facing pages, I recorded what I was going to do in a general
introduction, then waded into the narration: photographs, documents, and
the flooding memories. Nothing fancy, low key, free association.
The first volumes dealt with people of whom I knew little, so my
comments were brief and sketchy.
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