Genealogy is a pursuit where you'll never know what you may turn up. Or the fascinating things that drop in your lap. Some people approach genealogy wanting to prove some old family legend. Some just are curious about how their family got to where it is. And others, well, some others want to see what they can get from someone. Once upon a time, not very long ago, a man came in to the Family History Library and wanted to trace the descendants of a European royal (any royal, pick one -- no kidding!) to see if he was a descendant. We explained it was easier to go backwards from your self and see where you connect up. He didn't like that answer, and I don't think he ever came back. Someone once said the easiest way to trace your family history is to run for office. There's a lot of truth in that old chestnut. So the other day I was glancing through the online Deseret News and noticed an article about Mitt Romney and his LDS roots. As I was reading the article, I cam...
In this case, nothing really. It's just that TBWAIN is more interesting than Jeff Svare's Blog . The content isn't going to change, 'cuz it's my blog. But the name was dull. Boring. Unimaginative. And, I was tired of it. Next week, I'm going to the Computers in Libraries Conference in Washington, D.C. It's always a great conference, and I feel really fortunate that I'm able to go again. It's a real idea factory, and I always come away recharged with new ideas. This year I'm hoping to get a chance to further discuss content management ideas for libraries and information organizations. The unofficial wiki for the conference has some good stuff posted. Lots of seasoned conference-goers have shared their insights on how to help your conference experience be a great one.
When I heard the news that Kirby Puckett had had a stroke and they weren't releasing any statement on his condition I knew things were bad. I found out about his passing tonight, just a few hours after returning from a viewing for a neighbor's wife. Kirby Puckett was at the nexus of two of the happiest moments in my life. The second one, which I'll mention first, was in 1995, when the Twins came to Salt Lake City to play their AAA affiliate, the Salt Lake Buzz. The Twins lost that game, but afterwards my kids and I were crushed up against the fence where the team buses load, waiting to see if we could spot someone. You should have heard the roar that went up when Kirby came in sight. While we were disappointed we didn't get an autograph, or a chance to shake his had, we did get to see Kirby up close. The first of these event was in 1991, when my oldest daughter had just turned four. It was during the World Series, and, like most little kids, had gotten sick while s...
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