I suppose I was lucky in that both my parents were “ raconteurs “, memories going back at least to 1900,Mum born 1896 Dad 1897 .
We had the Radio but no TV , so we did chat a lot.Parents never went out.
Some stories were what they had heard as children so earlier than 1900, but of course those were not first hand to me.
Ordinary things, but even the very plain simple childhood I had was as luxury to some things my parents related.
The deaths of young people through TB , measles ,etc.
Dad had also memories his mother told him of life in Shropshire ,she born 1866 ,leaving in 1891 or thereabouts after the census.
Died 1916, as Dad was called up to serve in the Army.
Tales of P.O.W. Camp ,the Great Depression etc.
I ought to write them down as a “ Chronicle “
Then my memories of WW2,the bombing etc and being an evacuee to my grandmother’s home.
I really wish I had questioned her younger sister ,but at 3 1/2 not really old enough , there was her brother , but I went to people I had never met after leaving my grandma’s sister, very happy times with those people .
As we had few books,no TV, and Mum relating things and Dad too the stories were fascinating to me , still are.
Sadly my children are not really interested ,second son a bit the other two not at all.
I have had great pleasure from the research and subsequent findings, so there is that.
Viktoria.