I've had this for 32 years. Odd artifact when I look at it closely. D spent a lot of time scanning this in, stitching it together for me yesterday. A few names and faces are not really familiar, passed in the halls, none of the same classes. I know a few who are doing very well, some are dead, some still live in the same neighborhood and go to the same church. The women are difficult to find, what with our cultural convention of name changing. The commonly named are also difficult, as well as people like me who are intentionally difficult to find.
The House has allowed us to spread out our past, take a proper inventory. Having the genetic kin issue come to a head in this phase, this is no doubt a blessing. Space to lay it all out, and feel I've made solid decisions.
Stretching out. Or would, but the cat is crashed on my legs right now, in front of the heater so I'm really stuck.