One day a week I scan someone else's stuff. It is part of a larger family history project in which I am involved.
Today I was really looking forward to opening those file drawers and seeing what today's scanning would be. That's when I realized that I had an attachment to the people in the files...as weird as that sounds. Instead of saying "good morning" to fellow employees, I was thinking it about the long deceased people in the files. After a week of being away, I was happy to see them again.
Do not report me for a bad case of crazy. I can handle this.
The actual scanning today was not very exciting. I did finish the records pertaining to one man's World War II service. There were applications, vouchers, correspondence, government paperwork and more government paperwork. Some things never change.
The most interesting thing in that set was a voucher for shoes. It was dated the day the man was honorably discharged. The government gave him a pair of shoes. Does that mean he had to turn in his military shoes?
The other items I scanned today were too personal to generalize here. Let's just say that the problems many people face today when it comes to the care of an elderly parent were also issues in the past. Some things never change.
I did have a brief touch-base meeting regarding the scanning and this entire project. It feels good to meet someone's family history needs and to help keep the memories of so many ancestors alive.
I am doing exactly what I should be doing and that makes me happy.