What I don't know about some of my family members is a lot. You know that question, where would you go if you had a time machine? I'd go back and interview my Dad's parents and his grandparents, my Uncle Tony, my great grandparents on my mom's side. All I know is what other people have told me about them, and sometimes it isn't much.
Take this picture for example:

This is my grandmother, Margaret Steigmeier (known to us as Meme). I never knew she played ball. Was she on a regular team? Was this a one-time special event? And what the heck is she wearing on her head?

I've e-mailed these pics to two of Meme's three kids, to see if either of them have some background on this for me. I can't even tell you the stacks of pictures, tons of scans, and towers of slides I have that are full of great moments captured on film...that mean absolutely nothing to me. Who are these people? What were they doing, thinking, feeling?
This is why I scrapbook. So that Xander and his future family will never have to wonder those things about me. Of course, with me it might end up being a case of TMI!!