Why Me?

 

This darling photo is not me but surely could be. I think I was born with gills behind my ears because I do love to be around water, especially the ocean. 

Why am I spotlighting me today? Because I'm really on a crusade to get all of us over-60 folks to write down your memories. One way to think about this is to image what do you want your great- great grandchildren to know about you??? 

I've kept notebooks and a simple journal for 40 years. With one spiral notebook, when my kids were teenagers, I wrote exactly what we did, went and ate every single day that year. Now maybe that drivel won't pique their beaks but my memories of Big Events surely will.

I tell them WHY I say I was born the Year of the Black Penny. I say WHY I lived in Japan as a five year old. I relate being the wife of a Navy nuclear submariner for eight years. I can tell them my memories of that 1963 day when Kennedy was shot. I can tell them I was with my mother-in-law watching the first men walk on the moon in 1969. I can tell them how my three teens plus one lived in an ash-surrounded cocoon in 1980 during Mt.St.Helens. I certainly will tell them how my sister-in-law called from Kansas City at 5:00am on that fateful 9-11 day (before we were up) to scream "turn on the TV, we're at war!" 

See how simple writing YOUR stories, YOUR memories can be? Hope I've tweaked your beak a bit. Tomorrow I turn 83; how old will you be tomorrow? Isn't it time you sharing your life's memories???

Susan's Story

 

Susan Gallyon Dechant, president of the Northeast Washington Genealogical Society, does have a beautiful smile but she was not smiling when she gave a thoughtful presentation to her group on Wednesday, November 12.

Susan knew that her father, Charles Gallyon, had served in WWII in the Army's10th Mountain Division but not much more. Upon her brother's death, Susan inherited their father's trunk containing treasures. These included artifacts, photos, notebooks and some 400 letters he'd written to Susan's mother during his service years.

The 10th Mountain trained in the high mountains of Colorado for nearly two years before being sent to Italy in 1944. Their mission was to wipe the German presence from northern Italy. It was winter; the terrain mountainous...just what they'd trained for. And they succeeded. AND Susan's father lived to return home.

Susan tearfully recalled reading the letter dated May 1, 1945, telling his wife what he had been doing in the war ....... that very day Susan was being born in far away California. 

In September, 2025, to mark the 80th anniversary of the 10th Mountain's success in Italy, Susan, her two sisters, and Lora Rose (another member of the NeWGS group whose father was also attached to the 10th Mountain) went on the anniversary tour. They tearfully walked the very places where their fathers walked. To their amazement, they were feted every day of the trip by the Italian people still in thankfulness for their liberation some 80 years previously. 

Why share Susan's story? To remind you that every family has family stories! Every grandfather did something to be remembered for. And it's up to us, you and me, to ferret out those stories and tell them.