My First Published Byline
Apparently, this was my first published byline, which appeared in the Enosburg Standard somewhere around 1967-68. I’m the dejected chubby girl in full Girl Scout regalia in the back row.
Worth Preserving?
I’ve often wondered as I consider cleaning out an overstuffed closet whether one’s juvenilia is an important enough record of a writer’s development to preserve. In my own case, common sense would say no, of course not, don’t be silly.
Yet, I refuse to part with any of it, even though these painfully immature little poems and stories tucked into the folders and boxes that clutter my daily existence are of absolutely no use to me and certainly of no use to posterity.
Regardless, this little article from the Enosburg Standard is worth preserving because it tells me how much I was loved as a child, even a chubby and dejected prepubescent child. My mother had clipped the article and mailed it to my grandmother Velma, who saved it with her papers, leaving it behind when she died in 1975. “They Felt Like Clapping Hands & Jumping Up & Down” came full circle back to me in 2016, when as the eldest of the current generation, I became the keeper of The Family Archives.
In Case Anyone Is Interested . . .
On December 6th Girl Scout Troop 185 had their candlelight ceremony to get their pins.
The middle trefoil was lit by three patrol leaders and the other ten candles were lit by the other patrol leader and nine other girls who did not receive pins.
The fourth graders who received pins were: Cindy Carpenter, Lisa Robtoy, Cathy Myott, Kathy Hayes, Patty McDermott, Nancy Green, Linda Fortin, and Cindy Deming.
The fifth and sixth graders were Marlene Hemond and Nancy Laflam.
The four patrol leaders, Debby Patch, Ardell Beaulieu, Colleen Colburn, Cindy Broe, received their leaders cords.
Two girls received badges. Liz Gauffreau earned the collector and Colleen Colburn earned the housekeeper.
On Nov. 15th and 22nd, Mrs. Amlaw taught the troop square dancing.
The girls have taken up as a service project, collecting books for the men in Vietnam.
This is just precious!
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Thank you, Joy!
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An absolute keeper. You earned the collector badge. You are bound to collect. What a wonderful story.
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Thank you very much, Tim. Funny thing is I don’t remember a thing about that collector badge.
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Not surprising. I was not a boy scout long enough to earn a badge. My dad was disappointed in me because I only lasted in boy scouts for two weeks. I could not deal with it. I would not have been a good candidate for military service, either. I’m too contrary and anti-authority. I did do square dancing, however. You might enjoy this post: https://photos.tandlphotos.com/blog/2017/5/celebrations-of-life
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That was some wedding!
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It sure was. It was a fun group of people.
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Wonderful memories to cherish, Liz. Worth keeping indeed.
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Thank you, Suzette!
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You are most welcome, Liz.
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What a fun find! Such a great piece of nostalgia. I have made full circle from chubby to skinny to chubby again! :>) Great post, Liz!
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Me, too, Dwight!
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Thank you, Dwight! I’m glad you enjoyed the post. (I’ve gone from chubby to skinny to redistributed.)
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ha ha… you sound like my wife!
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Chortle. 😀
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our past is very important as it helps explains not only “who” we are but how we got to where we are at that moment.
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You’re so right about that, Tim.
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Tim?
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I’m sorry, Wayne!!! *handpalm* *embarrassed face*
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I’ve been called worse,no worries Liz
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Thanks for understanding, Wayne. 🙂
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Definetly worth keeping. I love things like this. Jane Austen’s juvelinlia was saved and published later. I have a copy and enjoy reading it. We all started somewhere.
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Thank you, Darlene. As long as the juvenilia is published as juvenilia!
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I think it’s important to remember where we came from, Liz. I’ve kept some of my stories I wrote in the ninth grade.
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Thanks, Mark. I’m very reluctant to throw away anything I’ve ever written, regardless of bad it is.
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I love it, Liz. Collector–of course!
But how did you come to write the published article?
I know you didn’t choose the headline, but I love it. I think it should be a poem. 😊
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Thanks, Merril. My memory is very fuzzy about how I came to write this article, except that I did propose the headline (and cringed over it later). A poem, eh? Now, there’s a thought.
My dad was friends with the editor of the local newspaper. That might have had something to do with it?
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I imagine it might have! 😊
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Ah, such treasure trove. A must to keep. Just love the term ‘juvenilia’. Certainly memories worth celebrating ‘Clapping Hands & Jumping Up & Down’ for. Hurrah!
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Thank you so much, Goff!
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Pleasure. Great post Liz.
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🙂
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Every now and then I look at pics from waaaay back and smile. That smile is a reward. continue…
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Thanks, Tony. I know just what you mean.
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How cute! The original photo may have been preserved. If it ever surfaces, you might be glad to have the clipping to go with it.
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Thanks, Brad! I have no idea where the original photo might be.
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Definitely a keeper! Your first published work.
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Thanks, Bonnie!
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Your Troop collected books for servicemen and women serving in Vietnam? That is so cool. It’s a great photo.
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Thank you on both counts, Priscilla! Our community was pretty divided on the rightness or wrongness of the war, but we did support the soldiers.
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Definitely these moments are worth keeping. I agree on the show of love from your family it represents, but I also believe such things are helpful to our sense of self – who we were, how far we’ve come, and who we can be. There’s a kind of hope captured when we gain a byline or other recognition, and I think it can help us believe we can be more and move forward to be the best we can be.
I know many writers and artists who say winning a poetry contest or having their artwork awarded by a teacher in grade school was the spark that made them feel they were a writer or artist. That identity caused them to practice their craft and take opportunities to learn and develop that aspect of themselves.
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Thank you for your thoughtful and insightful comments, Sheri. What I remember about getting started as a writer was other people responding to my words and what they represented. It made me feel very powerful! (Decades later, I take care to harness that power for good. 😉 )
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Yes, I guess that’s what I’m getting at. It’s not always an award or newspaper article, perhaps it’s broader, but some form of recognition or response from others at key moments can spur us forward. And having a memento of those moments can be a good thing. (Absolutely agree. It’s a responsibility as well as a talent and skill, and I also do my best to use it for good.)
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The opposite holds true as well. I couldn’t tell you the number of times a student in one of my writing classes announced he or she was a bad writer–when they obviously weren’t. They had to have gotten that mistaken idea from somewhere . . .
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Good point. And a good reminder to be careful with our offhand comment words to others. You never know when they might swallow something whole and keep it in their minds, good or bad.
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That’s right.
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What a lovely piece of your personal history!
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Thank you, Dorothy!
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Yes! Keep it! This is wonderful, Liz. I love things like this! I’m happy it came back to you.
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Thank you, Jill! I was happy that it came back to me because I’d completely forgotten about it.
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Yes, please do keep it Liz. All our lives can be likened to a large jigsaw puzzle, with each piece personal and some more precious than others. It helps sum up who you are! xx
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Thank you, Joy. The jigsaw metaphor is an apt metaphor for a life.
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Such a beautiful post!
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Thank you very much, Damyanti!
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Congratulations on your badge, Liz. I hope you haven’t gotten rid of that.
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Thanks, GP! I don’t remember what happened to that Girl Scout sash that held my badges.
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That’s a shame.
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It’s definitely worth keeping. Great memories.
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Thank you, Chris!
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What a lovely article. You earned a badge as a collector so keeping this is a no brained😂. I did realize until now that you write under your maiden name.
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Thank you, Robbie! 😀 I kept my maiden name when my husband and I got married.
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Hi Liz, that is so interesting. There was a blog hop on this very topic recently and I found the posts fascinating. When I first decided to publish my Sir Choc books I was going to use my maiden name of Robbie Eaton. The reason was merely to keep my writing name separate to my professional name. Terence was quite upset and asked me to use my married name and so I did. I thought it was rather sweet that he wanted our family name on my books.
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In my own case, there is some backstory, which I won’t get into in a public forum. 😉
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What a wonderful time-capsule item, Liz! Definitely worth saving!
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Thank you, Dave!
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I also save a LOT of things — including early pieces I wrote. Makes for a bit of a cluttered apartment. 🙂
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I know all about the clutter–and it’s getting worse.
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Archiving is more than saving a piece of paper, isn’t it, Liz? What you are saving is the knowledge that people cared and loved you. That what you did made them proud of you and grateful that you were taking your place on the “world stage” even at a young age. A wonderful reflection on a time that has past, but remains ever alive in your heart and memories.
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Thank you so much for your thoughtful and eloquent response, Rebecca.
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How cute! Of course it’s a keeper! Enjoyed reading it and what a the time document the article is!
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Thank you, Therese! I’m glad you enjoyed the post.
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I very much did! And, as I am often digging for clippings and other kinds of material, I must say that what appears insignificant to you, might be a treasure to someone else 🙂
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You make a good point, Therese!
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Ah, Liz, a precious “collector’s item” that may only bring smiles of joy with drops of nostalgia. All good! Beautiful “juvenilia”!
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Thank you very much, Marina!!
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Love it! I say, “Keep everything!”
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Absolutely! Thanks, Bette.
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😊
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A wonderful post!
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Thank you, Sue!
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I absolutely loved this post, and I am so glad that you shared it! I am a keeper of many things also!!! 🙂
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Ah, a kindred spirit. Thank you, Linda!
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What a precious post — and memory. I love this, Liz, and hope you hold on to the article forever. 😊
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Thank you, Gwen! 🙂
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Someday, someone will be grateful to take possession of your keepsake, a jigsaw puzzle piece in the life of the writer. Just as you have been grateful to have those of your relatives. 🙂
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Thank you, Mary Jo. I expect my daughter will be.
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Absolutely worth keeping! I wish I had everything I ever wrote. I have a lot – school papers, etc. Even a published question I wrote to a column in the Miami Herald back in the 1970s! And I took a picture of the check I received for my first paid article, and the check for the advance on my book! Hey, it’s all about progress.
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A woman after my own heart!
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A clipping that circulates from Mother to Grandmother and back to you is certainly worth keeping. We have parallel lives in that regard, Liz. Recently, I found a few postcards that I sent to my mother. I found them in the attic when we cleared out Ma’s house, placed them in my own special album, and now discovered them again searching for other photos.
I believe you hit on this clipping’s value when you say it is “worth preserving because it tells me how much I was loved as a child, even a chubby and dejected prepubescent child.” Precious–cherish that! 😀
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Thank you so much for your thoughtful comments, Marian! It’s wonderful to hear that you’ve had a similar experience.
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Ohhhh what a lovely post and memories it has jogged mine I had an armful of proficiency badges from when I was a brownie/girl guide and not a picture until I read your lovely post I had forgotten…Thank you, Liz treasure that picture 🙂 x
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Thank you, Carol! I’m so glad my post jogged a fond memory of your own.
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I h=just wish I had a photo like you my parents didn’t take many photos :)x
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My parents didn’t take a lot of photos, just enough to bring back good memories later.
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I think Rebecca has it right – part of an archive! As others have said too, the collector badge must have set you on the road, Liz! 🙂
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There’s some heredity involved as well. I come from a family with pack rat tendencies.
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Sounds like my husband’s family!
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😀
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It is important to retain where it all began
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Thank you, Derrick.
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Definitely a keeper, Liz. It’s your personal history, but also of the Girl Scouts.
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Thank you, Jacqui. I loved the Brownies, the Girl Scouts not so much.
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Such wonderful memories to cherish, Liz! I wouldn’t be able to part with it either.
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Thank you, Eugi!
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You’re welcome, Liz!
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This post gave me such a warm feeling and sense of kinship, Liz. Thank you. I’m so glad to know it’s not just me!
Stored in our crawl space, I have a large box of my juvenile writing, some of which was shared publicly. And I haven’t kept it because anyone but me would ever care about any of it. I hang on to that box because those pieces, articles, and plays remind me of the world I grew up in, and my relationship to it. Every few years, I look through the box and feel a sense of connection to the girl I was, and that’s reason enough for it to continue to take up room in the crawl space.
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Thank you very much, Ranee for your thoughtful comments. You’re a woman after my own heart.
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I would buy cookies from you, for sure.
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Thank you, Mark. I was a terrible cookie-salesperson, as well. 😉
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Keep it, Liz. Perhaps someone will inherit your treasure trove in future.
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Hopefully, my daughter will want the treasure trove after I’m gone.
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I hope she does too, Liz.
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Priceless memories. Just like you I often wonder if I should be attached to all the paraphernalia from my childhood. Why just mine, even my children’s. But the moment I sit down and browse, I know it’s worth the keep.
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A kindred spirit! Thank you, Sonia.
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Liz, I love it that you’ve kept it. It’s such a struggle to decide what to keep or toss. I say, if it’s a ‘building’ block about you and how you zigzagged along the path of growing up, then keep it and let your followers decide what to do with it. There are lessons to be learned from those tidbits. I love seeing old pictures of my folks and me as a kid. I still have my Little League All-Star Team photo. No, I was Steve Bottcher alternate but the picture doesn’t label us so, for anyone who sees it ‘later’, I could have been the team hero… Thanks for sharing your story.
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You’re welcome, Steve. Thank you for your insightful comments.
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Well Liz, I’m thinking about all of the interest these day, interest in people’s family trees, genealogy.
I think saving some things/pics/letters is cool. Our post-relatives (as opposed to fore-fathers) might be overjoyed to find out certain things about their roots.
I have been through my collections, and tossed out vicious repeats.
As photography became more advanced, pictures in my collection grew to be a Tower of Photo Babel.
I need to streamline more, but there is much I am proud to keep.
Great post, Liz!
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Thank you so much, Resa! My mother was kind to her descendants and organized everything
in archival sleeves in labeled binders–although she didn’t throw away any of the vicious repeats.
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Lol!
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Wonderful to save things like this, Liz!
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Thank you, Becky!
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This is absolutely delightful and priceless. Even if the actual newspaper clipping was not worth keeping, the words in the article will always trigger those memories. Otherwise, you might have forgotten that you learned square dancing and sent books to men in Vietnam. And you are reminded how much you were loved. The power of reading, right?
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Absolutely right, thank you!
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You are welcome, Liz. 🙂
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This was such a fun post, and as you know, it inspired me to write about a traumatic time in my life re the Girl Scouts!!!
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Thank you, Luanne! Will you be sharing your Girl Scout memory?
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Going to write it for Monday’s post!
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Oh, good–something to look forward to!
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Awwww
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Very cool! This brings up a great question about preserving your writing as a child/teen. I worked for a newspaper when I was 17/18–part-time, as a reporter and stayed with it until I was about 20–and I look back on those stories with quite a streak of embarrassment, but I did force myself to keep a couple of those stories that I liked–and they’re not bad. So, I guess I do that thing where, if I love it, I hang onto it. If I don’t, I let it go.
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That must have been so much fun to work as a reporter at that young an age! The stories couldn’t have been too embarrassing if the newspaper published them.
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Umm–but there were complaints. The complaints department was kept pretty busy while I was there (LOL). I was young. I learned a lot.
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Oops . . .
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This is precious, Liz. I seem to have become the family archivist too. Wish I could blame that entirely for my messy office.
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Thank you, Cynthia. I can’t entirely blame the Family Archives for the mess in my study either!
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Little Liz 😀
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What a sweet article and memory, Liz. I have a lot of juvenalia, but have little by little started asking myself… does my daughter really want all this? So I’ve been whittling it away. Cherished memories are hard to part with.
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Thank you, Diana. You raise a good point about your daughter. In my daughter’s case, there’s my ephemera, my mother’s, two grandparents’, AND my great-grandmother’s. A bit much, perhaps??
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My daughter’s an only child, so she gets it ALL, the poor thing. I’m going through things a little at a time, condensing my parent’s 80 photo albums into… 3. And I can’t even begin to think about her great grandmothers doilies!
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My daughter’s an only child as well! I should probably think about what historical societies and museums might be interested in my great-grandmother’s things.
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