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by Bill Schroeder (Author)
As promised, here is Part Two written as an archive of the Schroeder Family's history from 1959 to 2017. The guiding principle being if you don't write it down, it didn't happen. As with Part 1 (1900-1959), it is not intended to appeal to other than family members and a few close friends.
One of the reasons I decided to write this memoir is my reluctance to have my family pay a ridiculous fee for a newspaper obituary few people would read. The people who might care about my passing will receive complimentary copies of the book.
As with Part One, I cover a period of American history I have not seen documented in mainstream literature. It is told from the POV of a "corporate gypsy" who carried the policy of company-paid relocations to somewhat of an extreme (My oldest daughter, Margaret, went to 13 different schools). At the time I didn't see anything unusual about our frequent moves. I thought everyone did that.
What the reader may find interesting is some of the unusual places Pat and I lived during our 48 years together ... two haunted houses, and a waterfront house that claimed a gorilla living on the third floor.
As indicated in the text, I hope to set an example for my grandkids that being a "one-trick pony" is not only unnecessary but no fun. I tried out as many ways of making a living as I could ... author, feature writer, corporate executive, fortune teller, teacher, naturalist, retail business owner, Internet entrepreneur, lecturer, office boy, and gas station attendant. Each one increased my understanding of what life might be all about. I never made a lot of money, but we never missed a meal either.
Part One recounted life prior to computers. Part Two deals with aspects of modern life my children and grandchildren will find more familiar. Personally, life became more interesting and rewarding after Pat and I were married. Our children are living more than average lives, parts of which I illustrate.
I included recognition of some of the aspects of the lives of my kids that resulted in more than average experiences. They're not finished yet ... they will have to write their own memoirs.
Enjoy your trip through time.
