Today started the longest church year of the three year cycle of "what time is your meeting". Yes, we have 1:00 church. You know what that means; no naps. No naps, and really long mornings that you just waste doing nothing but stay in bed even though you know you can't sleep. As you can tell, I am not a fan of 1:00 church.
And so, I decided that we really need to do something to make those long mornings/early afternoons more meaningful, and designed to keep our heads in the game, so to speak, of church. I've been thinking about this for awhile. Then, we had a talk on indexing, and the lightbulb went off, people.
Tessa and I have become Indexers.
I started off getting her an account on lds.org, and then we went through all the great video tutorials, and then.... we got stuck. Because NO ONE TOLD ME THAT THEY PUT AN ICON ON YOUR DESKTOP SO THAT YOU COULD JUST CLICK ON IT!! It seriously took me forever to figure that out, and I didn't even figure it out. Tessa did. Sheesh.
Well anyway, we started on a batch and it was just a census so you basically just copied the info straight across. What was interesting about that was we got to see how each family was put together. Some were straight up; mom, dad, kids. But then there were some that were dad, mom, kids, and a servant. Some others were mom, dad, kids, and then some orphaned kids were in the mix. Some added in a grandparent or two, and some you couldn't tell who all these people were. All I know is that I was really enjoying getting to know these people.
Then we did the next batch. This time is was death records. On these death records, dated Feb. 1889, it listed the name, date deceased, husbands name (although no wife names were listed), age, parents names, cause of death, and how long they were sick. I started to feel so badly for some of these people. One woman died when she was 41, having already been widowed. Another was for a young boy, 5 years old, who died from scarlet fever after being sick for 24 days.
I guess what I'm trying to say is, these people became real people to me. They weren't just names on the paper as so often how we feel about it. I could see their lives laid out, their parents, their spouses, where they lived, how they died. I became obsessed with reading all the information listed. Every record was a mystery. Every record was a real person.
We (meaning I) have made the goal that we will index 1000 names in a year. We can do that if we do 3 names a day, or 21 names in a week, or so the goal counter tells me.
I'm excited to keep doing the work. It not only keeps me engaged on Sunday, but I think it also keeps me engaged to a whole other society that otherwise I wouldn't have any idea about.