I’ve been busy editing videos all day for my The Last Generation presentation at the 2014 Immigration History Conference at the Lutheran Heritage Center and Museum in Altenburg on Saturday.
The project to interview men and women in East Perry county who spoke German as their primary language growing up started about two years ago, but, just like with my high school term papers, I’ve pushed the deadline about as far as you can push.
That’s why all you are going to get today is a copy of the poster to promote the project. I’ve made a lot of changes to the video I mentioned back in March, but it’ll give you an idea of what I’ve been working on.
(If that cloud photo looks familiar, it’s because I published it on a post about trying to shoot the full moon coming up over Tower Rock.
Click on the photo to make it larger if you want to count the birds. Hint: if you only get seven, you missed one.
Nice use of the photo, Ken — a simple and highly effective way to make some type come alive.
My mother was born in Frohna, Missouri in 1916. Her first four years of grade school were in German. The next four years were in English. The Lutheran church services were in German until the beginning of World War Two. In Cape Girardeau, our phone was a “party line” with only phone in the hallway between the kitchen and the living room. My mother would talk to her sister and aunts in German.
Best wishes on the presentation this weekend. Myra and I had been watching the calendar and talked about coming, perhaps combining it with a visit to the Cahokia Mounds (which from here seems to be in the same general area, and which we’ve never seen). But other duties and destinations call.
Your cover looks good.