Recently, my dad found a box still filled with stuff I had packed when they sold their house (3 years ago). It was one of these boxes containing different things that I’d had neither time nor room to pack properly.

It was fun looking through to see what I would find; saved books and comics from my childhood, school papers, and even an address book I thought was lost ages ago. I picked out and photographed this selection from different stages of my life—all from this one box.


On the left is My Book about Me, which I filled out when I was about 7 years old. It was fun reading through what I had written. The “My Longests” section, in particular, made me giggle:

My longest bike ride was 160 miles.
My longest car trip was 1,000 miles.
My longest plane trip was 555 miles.
My longest fish was 35 feet, 18 inches.
My longest swim was 19 miles, 55 feet.
My longest hair is X inches. (I crossed out this whole sentence; I have no idea why!)

Next is a book from my pre-teens, when I was into Trixie Belden and Nancy Drew. This one in particular is #33, The Mystery of the Vanishing Victim, and it cost only $1.50! I’m showing you this book because one day when my parents and I were having breakfast at some diner in St. Paul, I was reading this same book. I remember noticing this woman in the restaurant who obviously was looking at us. I wondered why but just buried my nose in my book. After a few minutes, she came over to the table and asked how I was liking the book, and introduced herself. Turned out she had ghostwritten this particular volume, plus a few others in the series. She autographed my copy. I didn’t know about ghostwriters then, so I wasn’t sure how I was supposed to react. It was kinda cool.


Speed forward about 10 more years. That paper on the right has some of my notes from an advanced Calculus class in college. Honestly, I was never a math whiz. I could take it, but I didn’t enjoy it very much. In order to complete my Computer Science degree, I had to take a full year of Calculus, plus one upper-level Math course.  My notes are meticulously neat, but after reading them now, I am a bit sorry and sad to say that I have absolutely no idea what it means.


So… there ya go. I hope you enjoyed this little peek at the parts that make up my life. : )

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4 Responses to “Strata”

  1. nihal Says:
    November 10th, 2006 at 3:34 am

    they made me smile. i used to keep al sort of things from my teenager years but i recently and regretfully destroy all my diaries…but i have some of the notebooks and some special notes from highschool class-mates.

  2. Guinifer Says:
    November 10th, 2006 at 1:40 pm

    Sorry to say, those calculus notes made my head hurt.


  3. beth Says:
    November 10th, 2006 at 4:42 pm

    I remember going through that type of stuff when I got married. I think I had a “Book about Me”-type of thing too. Funny how important things are to us when we are young:)

  4. Chris Says:
    November 11th, 2006 at 9:47 pm

    What a cool find – your own personal time capsule.

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