As someone who’s passionate about researching my family’s history and visiting the places where they lived, this story was especially touching. Well done!
1. My parents' house has a picture wall with my grandparents, my parents, my sister, and other relations; it's a great wall. Those are the hard copies of the photographs we have, I think.
2. Not so much as I should be. My wife can trace her ancestry back to a specific village in Germany. I have an uncle who was really into it; I don't know if he still is.
3. I read David McCullough's book on the Brooklyn Bridge which almost convinced me that New York has the best. I'd love to say the Louisville area out of hometown loyalty, and honestly, the East End bridge we have now is really nice, if you don't mind the toll. The downtown bridges, well, between the Sherman Minton and the Butter Bridge of Death, not to mention the local overpass colloquially know as the Can Opener, well...yeah.
1. I had a couple of my grandpas on either side. Both in military uniform. They both didn't leave behind much on their personal life side.
2. Genealogy becomes less interesting to me after my great grandma as I don't know anyone who knows them. I don't know their stories, their personalities, they are strangers in all but name.
3. San Francisco's Bridges are amazing. I'm sure there are other places with bridges but if you want to show destruction of something iconic I think the golden gate bridge gets more than it's fair share of monsters visiting just to rip it in half.
An idea for a prompt.
Write about an especially irritating morning for a stray cat.
1. My dad has a few pictures of him in his youth, which is crazy because those are the few pictures of him without a mustache. He also has my grandparents' wedding day portrait, and I look exactly like my grandpa. Which is kinda cool.
2. Somewhat, I tried to build my family tree in ancestry.com but didn’t get very far. I think it’s weird that I get alerts like so and so might be your second cousin. Okay, cool, but they are total strangers.
3. I would say London. They even made a song about one of their bridges.
The BEST bridge is the Mackinac Bridge. It connects the upper penisula to the lower penisula. It is five miles long. It goes up high so ships and barges can pass underneath. Because it is so high it gets very windy sometimes. When that happens they escort five vehiles at a time across. If it is real foggy or rainy and visilibity is compromised they close the bridge. When that happens you have to go down to Chicago and up through Wisconsin to get to the other side. Mike Rowe did an episode of Dirty Jobs about how they maintain the bridge. It takes a whole year to clean it and look for things that need to be repaired. It is beautiful at night because they light it up. It is even more beautiful at night when it is lit and the Northern lights are appearing. They used to close the bridge on Labor Day and allow everyone to participate in the Labor Day Bridge walk. Now I think they close one side for about three hours to allow people to walk one wayvand then thry provide buses to return you to the side you started from.
We’ve got a lot of magical old covered bridges in Oregon. My wife took me to one from her youth. It still stands in a lush, green, dale near a place called ‘Five Rivers.’ There’s an old abandoned schoolhouse nearby, her Dad was a preacher and used to preach there after the school closed down. The forest is slowly reclaiming the spot.
Love the idea of an old place, tied to an old family relationship. Great read!
As someone who’s passionate about researching my family’s history and visiting the places where they lived, this story was especially touching. Well done!
1. My parents' house has a picture wall with my grandparents, my parents, my sister, and other relations; it's a great wall. Those are the hard copies of the photographs we have, I think.
2. Not so much as I should be. My wife can trace her ancestry back to a specific village in Germany. I have an uncle who was really into it; I don't know if he still is.
3. I read David McCullough's book on the Brooklyn Bridge which almost convinced me that New York has the best. I'd love to say the Louisville area out of hometown loyalty, and honestly, the East End bridge we have now is really nice, if you don't mind the toll. The downtown bridges, well, between the Sherman Minton and the Butter Bridge of Death, not to mention the local overpass colloquially know as the Can Opener, well...yeah.
1. I had a couple of my grandpas on either side. Both in military uniform. They both didn't leave behind much on their personal life side.
2. Genealogy becomes less interesting to me after my great grandma as I don't know anyone who knows them. I don't know their stories, their personalities, they are strangers in all but name.
3. San Francisco's Bridges are amazing. I'm sure there are other places with bridges but if you want to show destruction of something iconic I think the golden gate bridge gets more than it's fair share of monsters visiting just to rip it in half.
An idea for a prompt.
Write about an especially irritating morning for a stray cat.
1. My dad has a few pictures of him in his youth, which is crazy because those are the few pictures of him without a mustache. He also has my grandparents' wedding day portrait, and I look exactly like my grandpa. Which is kinda cool.
2. Somewhat, I tried to build my family tree in ancestry.com but didn’t get very far. I think it’s weird that I get alerts like so and so might be your second cousin. Okay, cool, but they are total strangers.
3. I would say London. They even made a song about one of their bridges.
The Brooklyn Bridge's younger brother...
The BEST bridge is the Mackinac Bridge. It connects the upper penisula to the lower penisula. It is five miles long. It goes up high so ships and barges can pass underneath. Because it is so high it gets very windy sometimes. When that happens they escort five vehiles at a time across. If it is real foggy or rainy and visilibity is compromised they close the bridge. When that happens you have to go down to Chicago and up through Wisconsin to get to the other side. Mike Rowe did an episode of Dirty Jobs about how they maintain the bridge. It takes a whole year to clean it and look for things that need to be repaired. It is beautiful at night because they light it up. It is even more beautiful at night when it is lit and the Northern lights are appearing. They used to close the bridge on Labor Day and allow everyone to participate in the Labor Day Bridge walk. Now I think they close one side for about three hours to allow people to walk one wayvand then thry provide buses to return you to the side you started from.
We’ve got a lot of magical old covered bridges in Oregon. My wife took me to one from her youth. It still stands in a lush, green, dale near a place called ‘Five Rivers.’ There’s an old abandoned schoolhouse nearby, her Dad was a preacher and used to preach there after the school closed down. The forest is slowly reclaiming the spot.