About My Crazy Tales: You Didn’t Really Do That–Did You?

There are several definitions of the word “Memoir.”

“Autobiography” is one of those definitions for memoir. Usually when you hear someone wrote their autobiography, you might think that the person writing it was someone noteworthy, like a famous author, politician, scientist, etc. That brings us to a second definition for memoir–meaning “an account of something noteworthy.”

Who am I to write “My Memoir?” Well to tell the truth, my life has meaning, and purpose, and is noteworthy. You do not have to be famous to write your memoir.

Often, especially at Christmas time, my Grand kids  asked me to tell some of my “Crazy Tales.” We always have a ball when I recount them. Others, like former bosses and co-workers, often asked to hear those “Crazy Tales.”

A treasured book of mine, is a collection of memories of my Great Grandfather Jerome Bonaparte Swisher. This collection of memories, submitted by many relatives, was put together by my cousin Emily Bogan Swisher, and called “A Time To Laugh, A Time To Cry.”

Realizing how much I enjoy reading about those memories of my Great Grandfather, and his descendants, and realizing that my Grand kids (and others) really do want to hear my stories, my “Crazy Tales,” I have decided to write “My Memoirs.” I will try to write them on a regular basis (about every other week,) so stay tuned. I think you will like some of my “Crazy Tales.” I’m sure many of them will cause you to “LOL.”