Throughout my life on the planet, I’ve always been surprised by the number of people who haven’t got a grasp not only of history in general, but even their own personal history. Most people that I’ve come across can’t tell you where their grandparents were born let alone what they’re the middle names were or much about their grandparent’s actual history. In fact, I’ve met many people who don’t know too much about their own parents. That is the essence of this project. I’ve decided to recount as much personal history as I possibly can. The motivation for this was my father ‘s autobiography. He wrote it when he was 71 years old after moving to Hayden Lake, Idaho at my urging. More on that later. I must admit that I was somewhat reluctant to read it as I certainly have had an imperfect life that it was at times somewhat below my parents’ expectations of me. After reading it though, I came away with even more respect for my father than I had before, if that was possible. After reading it, I noticed that there were a lot of things that weren’t in it that he told me about in the 10 years that he lived with my wonderful mother in Hayden Lake after they had moved there. I was with he, and my mother, almost every day for 10 years so I had a wonderful opportunity to hear stories in that period that flushed out his autobiography. I noticed while reading it that when he was 28, I entered the picture! When he passed at 82, I had been part of his life for 54 years. It was then that I thought I would overlap his autobiography with my own autobiography. This is kind of a unique concept which I would like to encourage people to do. This allows for a continuum of a small part of history. Some might consider it mundane.