It was been a real hoot at times reading through all the answers on the 1940 US Census concerning my family. To see where they were living, what they were doing, and who was in their community. I knew many of the people who are listed, which makes it even that much more... awesome.
Unfortunately, it also makes me miss those that I have lost that much more. What I wouldn't give to talk to them about this census. All those questions about who their neighbors were, what it was like then, and so much more.
It is killing me that I have to wait 20 years to do this and see my mom. 20 years after that I and my husband will be in the Census results. 30 years after that my kids. Wow... I guess I better start passing the torch now. I would be over 100 to see my kids. Possible, yes. Likely, not so much.
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