A distant family member found me here! I’m still not exactly sure how we’re related, but he read Aunt Anna’s memories, and says that he remembers being told the exact story in his living room in the 1980’s. Pretty cool!
I am somewhat unnerved, in that I have now used the word ‘blog’ to both my dad and my aunt. I’ve given up the anonymity, so all’s fair in love, war, and family, but I can’t help but cringe at the idea of this work of writing being discussed around dinner tables, etc. I have talked about some rather personal stuff on here. I still kind of doubt that many people would come searching for this blog, and I haven’t passed out the url. If I’ve learned anything, however, it is to never underestimate the power of curiosity. Cue dramatic music.