edgarblythe wrote:I love my job, except - I am 63 and they want to run me like I was a boy. It can get tough.
Reyn, speaking of genealogy, out of the blue less than an hour ago, my first cousin, whom I had never even heard of, calls me from Irving, TX. Among other things, he settled the mystery of my father....
Wow, that's an incredible story, Edgar! Isn't it amazing how things work out sometimes? How do you feel about this? Does it at least give you some closure? I know you mentioned previously that you were astranged from your father, but at least you now have the missing pieces to the puzzle.
I felt the same way about my father's family when I finally found out what was what. After that, I discontinued my genealogical research. I had found out what I wanted to know. For my wife it is different for her, as it is an active hobby.
With my job, too, it is tough. Meter reading is a young man's job, but of course, I'm 54, not 63, so I can only imagine how you feel.
