If you're a genealogist, you'd give blood and pay money to go back in time and converse with one or more of your progenitors to find out what their life was really like. But what about your ggg-grandchildren? How are you preserving what makes life shine for you and your family? If you need some ideas, this entertaining and informative book is for you!
Marcha Fox’s passion for science fiction began as a child. Her determination to write in that genre knew no bounds, such that she even went back to college in her 30s to obtain a bachelor’s of science degree in physics, after which she spent over 20 years working at NASA’s Johnson Space Center in Houston, Texas. Science and engineering experience notwithstanding, it’s the unexplained mysteries of the cosmos, such as the concept of a universal consciousness, which provide the setting for Beyond the Hidden Sky, first volume of a four-part series. Centered on the Brightstar family who has been torn apart by a storm of political and scientific intrigue, they will stop at nothing until they are reunited.
Hopefully this year we'll resume something resembling a normal life after the 2020 COVID debacle. What are your plans this summer? What are your favorite vacation memories? How did you preserve them? Photos? Journals? Videos? You didn't? Shame on you! Holidays and especially vacations are a major category in Family Folklore. Vacation albums, whether hardcopy or electronic, can include photos, pamphlets, maps, ticket stubs, and yes, even receipts. Believe it or not, those that take a downward turn are often most popular later for their humor value. Here's an example of our vacation in 1995.
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The more these resemble a Chevy Chase movie from the 80s the better, according to the formula Crisis + Time = Humor. One of ours that comes to mind was a trip destined for the Grand Canyon that didn’t turn out as planned. Our transmission went out which resulted in an unexpected layover in Flagstaff, Arizona while the car was repaired. These people were so familiar with the problem that there was a transmission shop on every corner and they referred to them as “trannies.” The motel we were staying in overlooked a freeway and some poor soul decided to end it all by walking out in front of an eighteen-wheeler while we were there. By the time we got to the Grand Canyon time was running out and our three-day stay was reduced to three hours but the good news was that we arrived just before sunset, found the perfect lookout point, and enjoyed that inspiring scene accompanied by someone playing the bagpipes. So we got quality if not quantity and numerous memories.