Odds ‘n Ends
I often wonder what will be left of me in a century or two. Sometimes, people vanish beneath the surface of memory completely. Their gravestones are destroyed, their names are forgotten. The church and the courthouse that would have recorded their births and deaths have burned, and they are gone, almost as though they had never existed.
Other times, people leave wide, deep tracks of their passing. There are diaries, letters, photographs, deeds, locks of hair, and generations and generations of descendants.
For a few, the only physical trace of a human being comes from a scrap of paper saved by chance. Maybe it’s left in the bottom of a trunk or slipped between the pages of a book.
One reason why I try to scan and copy everything I come across is that I never know what will be important to someone out there. This week, I’ll post a few of the calling cards I have. There used to be hundreds, but now, it seems, only a handful remains. Look for them under Miscellaneous Documents.
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Wednesday, October 17, 2007
