Quotes on Memories... February 18th 2008
"People will not look forward to posterity, who never look backward to their ancestors."
Edmund Burke, British Statesman and Philosopher, 1729-1797
February 14th 2008
"Autobiography in six words or less"
------"Not living up to potential"
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“The history of the world is not
complete until your story is told!” - Unknown
“You
are our living link to the past. Tell your
grandchildren the story of the struggles waged, at home and abroad. Of
sacrifices made for freedom’s sake. And tell them your own story as
well – because [everybody] has a story to tell”. - Former
president George Bush during State of the Union Address in 1990
“There
is properly no history, only biography” – Emerson
"When
and elder dies, it is as if an entire library has burned to the ground"
- African saying
"There's
a world of wisdom in our personal stories. Your life is a
legacy, a
gift that only you can give. Why waste something so precious?" Dolly
Berthelot www.mineyourmemories.com
"Too many Americans have ignored their
ancestors and family history and not bothered to examine
their own life stories, much less share them with others. They too
rarely share much of their past lives with friends, or pass them on to
their progeny. And yet we desperately need to do all that..."
Dolly
Berthelot www.mineyourmemories.com
In a complex, mobile society like ours,
life's tapestry gets shredded. The continuity of our lives is
ripped by transience and fragmentation. Community is fragile, torn,
scattered. Our need to examine and to share our stories is vital--for
our own mental health, for our relationships and our cohesiveness in
community, and for the good of a future that can learn from our past.
Dolly
Berthelot www.mineyourmemories.com
"The most important thing a
father can do for his children is to love their mother."Theodore Hesburgh
Poetry about the Past...
"A House I Once Knew"
is one of my favorite poems about the
past. It was written by Mr. Leo VanMeer.
I never met Leo in person, but I've read a lot of his writings and I
feel that I knew him pretty well. I only wish that my grandfather
had
written as much as Leo did.
His daughter Mary built and maintained this website for her dad. Leo
VanMeer passed away in 2006 at the age of 98. Leo
VanMeer Website
A House I Once Knew
Written by Leo VanMeer 1907-2006 Used with
Permission--Mary VanMeer
There
are mars on the doors and walls. Its rooms are empty and wide.
Here and there is a broken pane Where the night wind creeps
inside.
The front porch has fallen to ruin With vines in possession
there.
A shed is tumbled and strewn And rubbish is everywhere.
Somehow it softens in moonlight And my fancy wanders free.
That old house is more than a house. It once was home to me.
I can see a place by the window Where firelight once played
inside.
I can picture the porch as it used to be And grounds so clean
and wide.
Doors with well-oiledhinges Let in our willing feet.
With everything in place as it should And everything trim and
neat.
I see it in mellowed reflection Until years have changed it to
be
A house with a memory; it’s more than a house It once was home
to me.
I’d give so much to live again In that house when it was young.
Then it knew our laughter and tears, With its memory only
begun.
I was unwise to have left it, I know. All I got for my pains
Was a heap of things I thought worthwhile And desire to be
back again.
It might be made home again, who knows?
I watch the moonlight slant through a tree, And know that old
house was more than a house.
It once was home to me.
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