Dad Memorial Scanfest, part 2: How we used the images
My Dad's memorial was filled with photos, dear reader. Filled with them. The memorial was a little over a week ago. Here's what went down. Here's what we did with the photos I scanned (as described in Part 1). (I'll write one more post about lessons learned on a personal level)The basic workflow

The Dad Memorial Scanfest Marathon
I've been on a tear, scanning family photos, for Dad's memorial -- the printed program, slideshow, and to burn on CD to share among extended family. I wrote most of this post when I was near the end of Marathon session #2, over the Hallowe'en/All Saints weekend a week+ ago. Find the album, pull out the fotos, scan at super high resolution. Open Photoshop to crop and/or copy paste just the individual image into its own image file. All of this has me thinking about the best way to share and manage a huge photo collection. This is one of those "thinking out loud" post, most composed 10 days ago, with some follow-up comments from today.It’s been a month since Dad died, and the memorial

One month ago: Hootenanny in the Hospital
This post is about a music-filled night exactly one month ago. But it's about far more than that. I won't make you read to the end for the most important bit. My Dad died October 4. He had some music during his final days. One sing stands out in my mind; it took place exactly one month ago. I wrote about it the next day and posted it on a private family blog. I guess I'll begin by giving some backstory, as I wrote it for those who were already following along: <Background>: Saturday, September 26—My Dad went into the hospital—his sixth hospitalization since May of last year. I had been with him Thursday (24th); it took 3 of us to get him from a wheeling walker w/ a

Bizy Backson
I've been otherwise occupied for a while. As said in Winnie The Pooh, Bizy backson. A while back I mentioned that I might as well name this site Family Medical History Using Offline Tools, and that is so. My father is reaching the end of a long, long road. He is now at home, receiving hospice care. So. Well. suffice it to say, I haven't been stoking this site with a ton of new posts and articles. I’m going to be attending the Oral History Association annual meeting in Louisville, KY this month. I’ll be speaking there about doing family oral history (don’t take it personally?