I am a beginner in search of those folks who contributed to who I am. I have always been interested in my personal past and yet I found myself mostly just fantasizing about it. My younger sister Marilee, however, took it to heart and began putting the pieces together. She loved the research; the writing of letters; the organization; the mysteries and the clues. She worked on it long before the age of computers (which really wasn't that long ago). She was the patient one. Whenever she put a piece of the puzzle together, she loved to tell me about it.....and I continued to fantasize. Each "truth" that Marilee uncovered enabled me to head down another road of make believe. Of course I called it "speculation". We could sit and talk about our family for hours. Her with her documentation and me with my imagination. We had some great times.
Marilee died in 1995. I have the boxes, the binders, the miscellaneous papers, the books, the treasures and the memories. I've looked at them from time to time but not until about a year ago did I decide to blow the dust away and try to continue, in earnest, the work that she loved. Someday I hope to leave a written legacy for those who will come after me. I'll dedicate that work to the memory of my little sis:
Marilee Jane Lambert (Aug. 19, 1949 - Aug. 15, 1995).