It makes me wonder how many of us older folks leave a history of our family and the experiences we went through during our many years on this earth. I have often implored my nephews and niece (all are well past seventy) except Steven, barely past 65, who like me is wifeless and childless….to leave a written history of their trials, tribulations and happiness over the years they spent on this planet we call Earth. Perhaps, only one Marty, has done some writing about his family grandparents, parents, wife and children. It should be a rich family tapestry to leave to the children and their children who would remain after each of us are gone. Although I have sent bits and pieces of my lifetime/history to my families' progeny concerning my years of living…the years compound to only one person in about every six thousand who will live to my lifetime and hopefully beyond. Should I ever attempt to even begin writing a story …it would be exceedingly painful …it would have to start with my parents emigrating from Romania in order for my father to not being conscripted into the Romanian Army; as a Jewish person the army of those years did not treat soldiers of my fathers faith very well. Arriving in Philadelphia about 1907, they, over the years, had nine children. I was number seven; afflicted with the curse of a severe stutter that played a terrible and major part in my many years of growing up among my peers. Always a dreamer since childhood…who despite a stutter that lessened somewhat over the year - accomplished many dreams that came true…President Reagan in 1988, signed a Proclamation noting the second week of every May as National Stuttering Awareness Week…(it also took hold overseas and is celebrated every October 22[SUP]nd)[/SUP]…this was proposed by me as editor of the Philadelphia Newsletter "Speaking Out" after helping organize the Philadelphia Chapter of the National Stuttering Project in 1986. The Newsletter went to about 40 other Chapters across the country. Others helped carry my editorial to fruition. Not wanting to punish myself any more than what I have gone through in this long lifetime, I sincerely hesitate to relive so many of the hurts I suffered in the past and still deeply buried in my mind…while the story would also present the fruits of happiness accrued during these many years…my need not to re-create the painful events shall remain where they are…deeply buried and not brought back to my present life.