Back in the day, my job transferred me four states from home. In my mid 20's, that was a big deal. It didn't take long to miss Mom's cooking, even though the local food was great.
I asked family for recipes. They requested copies of the other recipes in exchange. The final result was a family cookbook, "In Honor of Donner," after Mom's hometown. Not only recipes arrived in my mailbox, but relatives sent snippets of memories and photos. This project rapidly became more than a collection of cards originally envisioned.
My copy is worn, the binding disintegrated years ago. What is left of the pages hides in a 3-ring binder in sheet protectors. My working version resides on the web.
Most of my aunts are now gone. My daughter, nieces, nephews and numbered cousins have a direct link to these relatives they never knew.
Merry Christmas and many blessings for 2012.
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