I read a lot about sharing and over-sharing these days. Yes, we need to be mindful of privacy. And yes, we need to be mindful of the long-term effects of having our information out there.
But, although the scope is clearly very different, this is not a new phenomenon. In fact, during some brief research regarding my grandmother, Betsy, I came across some tidbits about my grandfather, Arthur, who died on January 1, 1957.
My favorite “post” is this one from August 8, 1909 edition of The Baltimore Sun. My grandfather went on a straw ride through the park. His brother, Martin, was there too. You know they would’ve posted pix on Facebook. Right? Evidently neither brother was invited to the surprise birthday party for Ruth or Mary. (Can you say unfriend?) And just wondering, do you think Mr. Baum chose to recite poetry or was coerced? Wonder if he was happy it was in The Sun or not?
Then, there’s this one from … January 29, 1922. My single grandfather probably had a blast at this wedding. Don’t you think? Can’t imagine what they’d have posted. Drunk pix? Sounds like quite the party.
And later, now married to my grandmother, the duo attended the graduation of their nephew, Millard. Arthur’s mother and Sadie Ullman (maybe a great-aunt?) were there, too. Big news. June 8, 1930. Maybe even tweet-worthy. Ha! (I admit getting all excited that I am related to Ullmans until I realized that our friends spell their name with one L. Oh well. I’m sure the two-L folks are nice, too.)
I’m pretty darn sure that my grandfather didn’t think that someone in 2012 would be reading newspaper articles about his social life circa 1909-1930. But I am. And now, so are you.