Before television and radio storytelling often meant you either got married or you didn't because a woman might not want to be married to someone who couldn't tell good stories about their life or others. Remember, unless you read books your entertainment came mostly from watching the butterflies to by, watching it snow or listening to what people said about their lives.
My Grandfather and my father were excellent story tellers by the way which is why I think I also am a storyteller too. I have never really thought of myself as a writer simply because I hate to edit my work so much. Each usually true story I tell is like I said more of an art than a science. Because people have to be interested in what you are saying or writing enough to want to listen or to read what you are saying or writing.
The present writing style that I use likely came from writing starting when my 16 year old cousin died in a car accident when I was 8 and I felt vulnerable all the way to telling true stories to friends and girlfriends and to my parents and everyone else in my family. I remember being 4 years old listening to stories my grandfather told to all of us which were really interesting. Then when we moved away from where my Grandfather and Grandmother lived in the Seattle Area to San Diego my father continued telling stories about his life. My father was also a very good story teller and valedictorian of his high school Class. So, he was always way ahead of everyone regarding anything new technologically. For example, he took one of the first 16mm Movie Cameras that took color film to Tahiti and the Tuomoto Archipeligo in 1939 along with his first wife and his brother when they all chartered a yacht to take them there. I still have converted movies of this that I converted first to VHS and later to DVD over the years. It's interesting to me that the DVD's are actually better than the original movies in 16mm in many ways. But, how many people have movies of Tahiti and that whole area of islands from 1939 still today?
So, I have literally color movies of Tahiti and that whole area still all these years later from the 2 years they spent down there in the Tahiti area all the way up to Honolulu in Hawaii before my father and his brother came home to go back to work and his wife worked for the Honolulu newspaper up until the invasion of Pearl Harbor on December 7th 1941 when she decided to come home on a steamship to Seattle.
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