In the recent communications from my daughter I learned that all gifts, flowers, and cards sent to her in the last 10 years by myself or my mother had been put in the trash. I don’t know what my mother sent to her. I hadn’t sent much as I thought there was a good chance that the trash would be the place she’d put it. Unfortunately, there was one thing that is really a shame that it went into the trash. <\/p>\n
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Several years ago relatives in Finland put together a well
\nresearched and illustrated genealogy of the family that went back to
\nthe 1500’s. They had it published as a hard bound book in a limited
\nnumber and gave it to several hundred relatives, mainly in Finland but
\na few in the U.S. They had gathered photos for it and had done
\nconsiderable research. Our ancestors went through many trials and
\ntribulations in centuries past. They experienced war and famine and
\ndisease on a regular basis. Large families and the deaths of children
\nwere the norm. They were hardworking carpenters, farmers, sailors, and
\nbusiness people. When there was a family reunion in Finland shortly
\nbefore this genealogy was published, there were over 400 people present
\nat the reunion including three from the United States: my mother, my
\nyounger uncle, and a cousin.<\/p>\n
My mother received three copies of the book and sent two to me so
\nthat I could have one for myself and could give one to my daughter. I
\nsent one to my daughter, hoping that she would open the package before
\ndeciding to put it in the trash. Since it was a hardbound book and had
\nsome weight to it, I hoped that she would open it to check on what it
\nwas before consigning it to oblivion. Apparently, she put things
\nstraight into the trash without checking to see what they were. If she
\ndidn’t want the genealogy, I am sure one of the second or third cousins
\nwould have liked to have had it. It’s gone.<\/p>\n
For those of you who wonder about whether to send things to the
\nperson from whom you are estranged, keep this in mind. Perhaps if the
\nobject has some special significance and can’t be replaced, you might
\nsend it to a third party. Assuming that you know of a third party who
\nwouldn’t mind being asked to explain to the estranger why they are
\nbringing this item and why not to throw it away. <\/p>\n
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