This post doesn’t really match up to my stated topic for this blog… so feel free to ignore it and move on…. but my Dad died two weeks ago and I miss him. He was an interesting fellow… a 1940’s and 1950’s Modernist architect… and a real Beatnik. (Although he would hate me calling him that… I think he would prefer philosopher or curmudgeon… or intellectual… or most likely a four letter word said with great emphasis and a big smile). Anyway… I have never really understood about my distant family history very well… and his passing got me thinking.
So I went to the computer and started looking online at the various genealogy links. What I found is that they have me on these links… and my mom on these links… but for some reason… these genealogy links have my mom’s ex husband as my dad… whom she divorced years before I was born. And my dad… is nowhere to be found! Hmmm… who writes this stuff!
so I Googled Eric Meyer… looking to see what other incorrect info I might find. (It turns out there is some internet guru also named Eric Meyer… so I had to refine my search. )
WOW… I found out that “when he was a young surfer dude” (cough) “Eric went to USCB”. This was in “the late eighties and early 1990’s”. I learned that “he also started making his own shoes when he was in college”… and “he made them by hand”… with a hammer and an anvil I suppose… “all by himself”
Hmmm. Didn’t go to USCB… Didn’t go to college in the late 80’s and early 90’s… and didn’t make the first shoes by hand when I was in college…. but this is how I’m carved in history by the internet now…. and with the wrong dad no less.
IN FACT… probably at least 50% of what I found on myself was wrong.
I’m not famous… and I don’t have kids… so I suppose it doesn’t matter really. But it makes me wonder:
How much of history is wrong?
yours truly… in 1966
unlicensed architect, ex-skateboarder, planning commissioner, shoe designer, all around dork
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