Just this evening I chatted a bit with Paul, or who I call dad. We found ourselves reflecting a bit, at least why his grandfather (my great grandpa Barth) left railroad work in Cleveland, Ohio to take up a homestead claim just outside of Braddock, North Dakota. This is how one line of our family history goes, at least one of the general narratives.
After a bit of chatting my dad, knowing I am a bit of a bibliophile, produced two books from his late mother’s (my late grandmother’s) library. One of these books was The Joy of Words, published in 1960 by the J.G. Ferguson Publishing Company of Chicago, Illinois. I started flipping through the table of contents and pages, and I arrived at the section called “Historic.” Here, in the opening, on page one hundred eleven, it begins with a quote that seemed to capture the evening conversation I had with my dad:
“The heritage of the past is the seed that brings forth the harvest of the future.”
I thought I’d float that quote our there, at least since it resonated with me. Perhaps someone else might be able to grab hold of it and use it too.
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Historians are both notorious and professionally obligated to spend the majority of their lives analyzing, thinking and talking about dead people. Which is good, of course, because it keeps those that have gone before us alive while simultaneously enriching our own existence. But sometimes it’s necessary to capture one’s here and now. So that’s what is happening with this Christmas Day posting, direct from fabulous Las Vegas, Nevada. The ages at our large family gathering range from 9 months to 86 years, and it involves great grand-daughters and -sons and great grand-fathers and -mothers, cousins, aunts and uncles, mamas and papas, fathers and mothers, brothers and sisters. It is deep kinship, and it is being experienced everywhere. But enough of that. Here are some photos of our local. Enjoy. And Happy Christmas and Merry Holidays.
Bellagio Christmas decorations.
Meals bring family, friends and humanity together. We had steaks the night Molly and I arrived.
Kitchen busy work on Christmas Eve. Great Grandpa Christy chats with Carmel and Molly.
Grandpa Christy brings 86 years of experience to the Jenga tower on Christmas Day.
Molly and I wait for the tram outside of Vdara and Aria, downtown Las Vegas.
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