Saturday, November 24, 2018

Storing (or Restoring) Old Memories


Okay, I’m already late, but what shall I write about? What will interest you, my audience?

Thursday: I ripped CDs into my computer. Then I couldn’t find them. With each new version of Windows they make changes also to their internal programs. Turns out that in Windows 10, Windows Media Player now allows you to designate where your music files are stored and in what format (.wma or .mp3) and I had set (at some past date) the file to be one of the music files (inside Music) and the format was mp3. I hope I don’t ever want to make a CD with those files. Now found, I was able to move the files to their proper location.

Friday: I spent the day digitizing cassette tapes into my computer. I’ll do a couple more (maybe six more) on Saturday and then continue on with catching up on other work. This is all part of my effort to empty my house. Digitize/computerize everything and get rid of the physical items. Some of these items are going to friends, some to the garbage, and some to the Thrift store. It’s been fun listening to some of the tapes I haven’t heard in awhile, or some that I bought to listen to and never did. Jim Rohn was one. I always enjoy listening to him. There there was an hour and a half on the history and legends of golf. Dad will like to listen to both of these.

Saturday: I finished with the tapes I assigned as my project for today. One of the tapes was our Lake City Toastmasters Club 748 40 year anniversary celebration we had in-club. It was fun listening to old friends, to hear their voices again, feel their personalities. Several of these friends have passed away now. Dad will enjoy this recording as well. We were both in Lake City Toastmasters 748, Seattle (now Lake City), WA, meeting at 7:30 every Thursday morning for two hours, until the day we moved to Moses Lake, WA. I was in this club longer than any of the others: 13 years. I know the club existed for at least 60 years, I don’t know if they celebrated that. Today I looked for the club, but it’s gone.

A few weeks ago I finished paying another company for digitizing our home movies that were on VHS tape. I still have a few 8mm tapes to finish copying and then that project will be done. The VHS tapes did not live as long as promised on their packaging, life-time. Some of the videos have not turned out well.

The sad thing is to think that after I’ve scanned all my papers, collected all my writings, recorded my favorite memories, and logged my journals, that no one will want them and they will be lost forever.
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The process of emptying my house is a matter of steady progression. Each effort creates a small dent,
but the dent slowly grows. It feels good to see the small dents grow.

I’ve also started a painting. At the rate that I’m going it will take me a year to do it.

I’m not getting my writing done because I keep reading yet another book. When I find myself with “waiting around” time I start a new book. Then I must finish it. If I leave it too long I’ll forget what was going on. Note to me - instead of reading a new book I should use the time to create my own book.

I was filing some documents in a digital file I haven’t looked at in some time and pulled out the start of a story. Since I’m traveling next week I printed it out and put it in a notebook in the hopes that I will work on it sometime while on my trip. That or to write something else. It would be nice though, to bring any one of my story starts to a story end.

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