Writing Life Stories: Last Session
This class began as a series of sessions lasting four weeks. Students voted to continue the classes longer than originally planned.
It’s been a wonderful couple of months coaching writers in the Life Stories class. A new session begins this next Tuesday. As promised, this last session dealt with predators and editors, who owns the rights to your work, and different methods of formatting your life stories. Everyone said they learned a lot and I hope they did. I’ll miss each and every one of the participants.
One aspect I’d like the class to remember is braiding. We must weave the stories of our great grandparents, aunts, uncles, Grandparents, parents, brothers and sisters, into our own, strand by strand.
I’ve collected stories about the meetings and subsequent love affairs and marriages within my family.
Aunt Wilma & Uncle Francis
During WWII, Aunt Hilda joined the military. She would take Wilma with her to the dances and according to our mom, “Wilma danced with a lot of fella’s who were home on leave.”
She was only 14 or 15 and was visiting Hilda when she looked across the street, at the house where one of her girlfriends lived, and saw a handsome young fellow in a sailor suit. She said, “I’m going to marry that sailor boy.”
According to mom, “Wilma decided to do a little visiting. That handsome fellow happened to be her girlfriend’s brother, home on leave.”
One month shy of her sixteenth birthday she did marry Francis MacDonald, our dear Uncle Mac, her handsome sailor boy. Grandma Stuart had to sign permission for Wilma to marry him because Wilma was so young. However, mom says, “In those days of WWII, girls just grew up faster. Everyone had to. It was war time and our boys were dying at a fast rate.”
Here’s to you, Aunt Wilma and Uncle Mac. With love always– Lenee
Grab these stories while you can! They matter.
As my Writing Life Stories class ends, so does Writing 101 on WordPress.
I’m excited to see the new faces in my Life Stories class on Tuesday.
Although we didn’t discuss what we enjoyed reading in our classmates papers, and I didn’t collect Memory Triggers as I’d normally do, I thought I’d leave you with a few triggers of my own:
- Knee socks and Bobby Socks
The songs (these may or may not be the titles. These just might be some lyrics instead:) Which Way Ya Going Billy, Anchors Away, Last Kiss