Life Story Links: October 23, 2019

 
 

“Stories of grief, stories of war, stories of love and loss and heartbreak, they’ve all been told. There is no new story under the sun. But every single telling of a story is its own individual snowflake of a story, always.”
—Dani Shapiro

 
 
 
Photograph by Toni Frissell: Five Women, originally published in Vogue, August 1935, courtesy Library of Congress Prints and Photographs Division.

Photograph by Toni Frissell: Five Women, originally published in Vogue, August 1935, courtesy Library of Congress Prints and Photographs Division.

 
 

Connecting the Past…

“DEAR FRIEND,” BERLIN, 1934
Lisa Lombardi O’Reilly, a personal historian in Carpinteria, California, discovered an old pen pal letter her grandmother had stashed away, and in it a glimpse into how history touches us all.

ARCHIVING YOUR FAMILY HISTORY
As a presenter at the Virtual Genealogy 2019 Conference (coming to your computer or mobile device November 1–3) Denise May Levenick will discuss best practices in caring for your family photos, papers, and memorabilia in “Preserving the Past: Archiving and Digitizing Your Family Keepsakes.”

 
 

…and Our Present

THE TRUTH ABOUT ANY OF US
“We can hang mirrors, as Virginia Woolf advised, at every corner—we can look at our subject’s face at every angle and in every light.... But never, never, can we see enough,” Iris Origo muses about the nature of biography and truth in this excerpt from Images and Shadows: Part of a Life.

RX FOR CONNECTION
Preoccupied with the idea of "the loneliness epidemic," I have been immersing myself in media that prompts genuine connection. Here, a few book and podcast recommendations to inspire face-to-face communication.

FROM THE BEYOND
“Parents tell their children complicating facts in dribs and drabs, if at all. Sometimes, they do so judiciously, meaning they’re ready for the ensuing questions a disquieting bit of family history will stir.” Oscar Villalon on the many ghosts we call family.

 
 

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 Short Takes

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“Back in the day we couldn’t leave East Germany. The only foreigners we could meet were international students at our university. But all contact was forbidden. It was the law. He was a law student from North Vietnam. He was seven years older than me. Even today we argue about the first time we met, but I believe we were waiting in line for a meal. He was so beautiful—especially his eyes. He had such sad eyes. He’d driven a truck during the war, so he’d seen so much: the bombings, the bodies, the destruction. But part of him was so soft. He could love so much. We met secretly. I snuck through windows and back entrances. We slept on a mattress on the floor of my dorm room. If we’d ever been seen, he’d have been deported. I never realized I could be a liar. But I made up so many stories. I even hid it from my friends. It always seemed like a temporary love story. He had to go home after graduation, so we always felt the end was near. But we kept applying for visa extensions, until finally the police came to our apartment. I made one last desperate attempt. I wrote a letter to a German writer who was known to be politically connected. I told him our entire story, and asked for help. He wrote back right before Christmas. He said that everything had been arranged. He’d spoken to his friends in the Politburo, and my husband would be allowed to stay in the country.” (Berlin, Germany)

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