Wasting time. . . or am I?

I'm supposed to be going on a camping trip this evening, and since Jon is at work, I have the task of making the preparations for such a trip. Of course, I've never REALLY been camping, so my tendency is to overprepare. But then he sent me a link to itsourtree.com, where we can post our family tree and invite others who are connected to our family to also edit and add information in our family tree. . . .And now my camping preparations have gone out the window. Yes, I set out the tent and blankets and flashlights, and I have some warmer clothes ready to sleep in, but there is still the task of food, and that is the part that will take the most time. Yet I have been sitting here adding almost 200 names, and I am so excited to use the feature where it will just send off emails to my cousins to invite them to claim their spots in the family tree. :)

I guess if I'm procrastinating on one responsibility, at least I'm doing something else that's positive. At least that's what I keep telling myself. :)

Check it out: www.itsourtree.com

Gandy Dancers

I have been doing research on my great-grandfather, Henry Lewis Demps, Jr., whose job in the early 1920s was to move railroad tracks back into place. These African Americans were sometimes known as "gandy dancers" for the tools they used and perhaps the movement with which they pushed the tracks back in place to the rhythm of the calls. Have a look...