Sitting down with my grandparents (maternal) and listening to them describe the simplicity of life when they were growing up; I often wondered what their parents were like and their parents and so on.
Having a curious nature and a remarkable memory I began to make mental notes of the names, places, and dates of events that somehow seemed important to them. I asked questions and would love to sit and hear their responses. Since his passing away less than a year ago, I realized that my grandfather could no longer provide the information of days gone by.
It became very important to me to begin to jot this information down so that I would be able to pass it on to my children and for them to know who they are and where they come from. As it stands right now, I know practically nothing about my father's family; although I have requested information on their ancestors on various occasions. But I don't plan to give up that easily, as it is my desire to furnish my children with a history of who they are. (And find out who I am for that matter!)Leaving a legacy of sorts, I believe it would be easy for my children to know where we came from and where we are going.
So far, as to what I know, we've come from farming towns on two different Caribbean islands where education was minimal to cities where education was, is and will remain an essential part of becoming the "somebodies" our ancestors only dreamed of becoming. All in all, regardless of how little education they were blessed with, they all possessed a wisdom that only time will grant to us. They knew who they were and now it's up to us to find out who we are.