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Two weeks ago in a moment of over-caffeinated, I-might-be-dead-soon obligation, I started transcribing 15 years of unread family letters onto the most secure free server space in the world. I now know that my grandmother at 60 taught 6th grade, bought commercial real estate, took in boarders, thought flying saucers were a mode of transportation, worried about getting sued because of an ill-tempered Pekinese, and commented on every murder and suicide when she wrote to my mother who was a 20 year old student at UC Berkeley. I've been obsessing over these odd letters, and I think I know where in the familial gene pool that tendency might have come from. You're welcome to join me if you like: www.matrilineal.blogspot.com  It's quick to read because I've formatted the letters all on one page. I add more letters every evening.