TASHY DID - A LIFE
Hey kids, grand-kids, and any other nosey people who are reading these pages, this is for you to read now or sometime in the future. It may tell you a little
about how life was 70 or so years ago and rather more about me. Why am I doing it?
In the years after my father's death, way back in 1981, I kept thinking of things I wished I'd talked to him about. After my mother's death, just over
thirteen years later, there was less of a knowledge-vacuum because mother talked more about her past.
Just recently, my daughter and I unearthed my mother's diaries which went back to 1929, when she was just 13 years old. This reminded me of the 1998
incident with my 6 year old and I decided to put down here the story of my life so my children and grandchildren could, if they wished, read about what I had done.
I would use my memory and those diaries to build a picture from 1949 to the present day and add some personal observations.
These pieces were always intended, as I said above, for my children and grandchildren to know more about my life, should they wish to so do.
I never really expected anyone else to take an interest.
However, back in 2014 when I had reached 1988, two publishers contacted me with some ideas and I decided not to upload further years until such talks were
finalised.
Eventually I decided, for the time being, not to proceed but by then other events had taken over and I had no time to continue with my life story.
Furthermore, if I tell the truth some people are going to have to correct impressions and indeed stories they may have told. I'm not ready to do that yet.
One day, maybe.
For now, my life will go on hold in 1988.
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