Things I wish I’d said

March 30, 2010

Yesterday I got the opportunity to tape a radio show, Through the Eyes of Women, which airs at 1:30p.m. on Mondays on KHSU.

It is hosted by my friend Kathy Srabian and because it was National Women’s History Month, she asked me to come on and we would focus on women in history, as participants and as recorders.  I prepped with questions she provided and took my notes with me, only to forget and skip most of the things I’d planned to say (something about that darn microphone in my face and that recorder going mushed my brain). 

Anyhoo, this is what I’d hoped to say…  It’s not pretty (and you must ignore the typos), but hopefully the thoughts are clear.

Kathy’s Intro:

A recent article in the north coast journal and my last show on National History Month made me curious about women who record history.   And the roll it plays, the way it affects our stories about ourselves. 

The NCJ article on the Indian Massacres  made several references to journals that women had written.  The only personal account of the Indian island massacre was by a native woman… 

The stores we are told about who we as a people, as a population are affect our perception of ourselves.   And our expectations of  our children. 

Our lives are paved with our history, we walk on it everyday, we follow the paths our history has  laid out for us Unless we make a conscious effort to change it. 

Lynette..  You are a historian?   In your blog you speak of your passion for research.  What is it you are looking for?


I’m still trying to articulate it.  I know there is value in history, but honestly it is still the magic I love the most.  It is the only time travel I know—and the only way to talk to ghosts. 

History, its written records and images transcend time and space, mortality, even.  It allows us to discover and learn about the people, places and events that occurred before we even existed.  And the only way to know about these people, these events, is through those records.  See what they saw.  Learn what they learned, and experience, or at least imagine to a certain degree, what they experienced.  Who wouldn’t want to study and preserve that?

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