Nancy has asked me to write my life story. I am happy to pass along my memories with the hopes that Nancy will fill in where mine have faded and add her own. I am writing this by talking into a headphone. What I say is then written automatically into a document on Nancy’s laptop (so she tells me). I don’t understand any of this but it’s a modern miracle to me. I have given Nancy some of my growing up pictures. What pictures I had were divided between her and John. She wants to use some of them in my story. I am starting this in November 2011 and Nancy can finish it when she is ready.