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52 Weeks of Personal Genealogy, Week 1: One Thousand Nine Hundred Seventy

Challenge 1: Did your family have any New Year’s traditions? How was the New Year celebrated during your childhood? Have you kept these traditions in the present day?

I don’t remember much about New Year’s celebrations of my childhood.  Our family of six got together with the D family of five, swapping out which home hosted the gathering.  We ate Brunswick Stew and played in the basement.  Was that New Year’s Eve or New Year’s Day?  Meh.

The only celebration that really stands out was a party I hosted on New Year’s Eve, 1969.  A gaggle of eighth grade girls giggled and talked from the sleeping bags scattered on the den’s concrete pad floor.  The black and white television probably showed footage of the Times Square countdown, and we probably had snacks from the kitchen just steps away. I don’t remember.

I don’t remember any conversation–but this.

Hugging a pillow tight, Humpy said, “Just think, in ten years, we won’t know each other.  We won’t know where each other lives.  We won’t know each other’s secrets or boyfriends or jobs. It is now 1970, and in 1980 we won’t know each other!”

The future suddenly cast a shadow into our small, snug party.  We could feel its tug, its scattering hand.  Someone started to cry.  And we hugged each other, mourning all the losses we would have to live in the new decade.  Gradually sleep overtook our eyes, clouding our vision of the future.  From that brief moment, I was changed; the human capacity to imagine a future–without current companions–was awakened.  It was the dawning of adulthood that dawning of 1970.

To sleep: perchance to dream.

By Kay Strickland

I am a keeper of my family's lore, chasing after my ancestors' tales in south central New York, southwestern Pennsylvania and Southside Virginia. The stories and photographs that I share on this blog are my intellectual property. While I do my very best to provide well researched posts, I do not pretend to have reached genealogical proof standards. Therefore, much of this work is to generate conversation among interested parties. If you would like to share my work or my records, please contact me: dkaysdays (at) gmail (dot) com.

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