It's been a long time since I've done a whiskers on Wednesday post, but it occurred to me this afternoon that I might not have too much longer. Time is running out. Squeaky is getting old, and I don't know how much longer we'll have her with us. These days, she spends most of her time either sleeping, or doing this:
Just looking out the window. Watching the world go by.
Oh, look, here is some knitting.
My cousin has been going through some more of my Aunt's things, and today, she posted this. It is a copy of my great-great grandfather's naturalization papers
It was pointed out that the typewriter wasn't invented until 1868, and this paper is dated 1851. That is correct. I imagine the original was written out in longhand. I also imagine that once typewriters became widely available, old records were copied on them, much the way we are digitizing old records today.
I apologize for my posts being so dull here lately. Really, there just hasn't been anything going on that is worth writing about. I go to work. I come home. I watch TV. I go to bed. The next day, I get up and do it all over again.
Maybe something blogworthy will happen soon.