an imaginary gift for my mother


It’s an archaeologist’s kit.

My mum just finished and sent off to me four, count them, four family projects.  One is a family history book about the Mennonite side of the family, one is the survival book my mother’s mother wrote (notes – really – that got turned into a book), my forebear’s (not lineal) book of copied out poetry, and my unca Barry’s book about his family’s adventures in Reunion Island.

What a haul for me and what an incredible amount of work by her.  Jeff and Barry and I believe Mary assisted with it, and I did transcribe some of the poems although I gave up and handed it back to mOm before I was completely through.  I just found the poetry so Depressing.


Anyway, mOm in another life you would have been an archaeologist, so I hope you like your kit.

Published by


Born when atmospheric carbon was 316 PPM. Settled on MST country since 1997. Parent, grandparent.

One thought on “an imaginary gift for my mother”

  1. Thank you for the virtual archaeologist’s kit. I shall use it in the Olduvai Gorge virtually, looking for my hominid ancestors. Maybe I will fill in some more gaps in my ancestry.

    And the depressing (I agree) book of poetry WAS copied out by your lineal ancestor – your great-grandmother. AND the reason I added all the content about Nonsense Verses from the Internet was to relieve the gloom. The book of ancestral autograph albums will follow shortly, and I have started another of the otherwise un-anthologized writings of your maternal grandparents, which will include letters your grandfather wrote to your great-grandmother in 1906. AND a book about Valley Springs Ranch: a timeline and an aerial photograph are morphing into a book. AND a book of the Rempel cousins as children – largely photographs.

    It isn’t work when you love doing it.

    You should add Loki to your list of credits. He kept the equipment going and did all the scanning.

Leave a Reply