Here is your assignment if you choose to play along (cue the Mission Impossible music, please!):
1) When you reflect back as a child, do you now see things that you did then, that show your interest in knowing extended family and/or your future interest in genealogy?
2) Share your response in a comment on this blog post, in your own blog post (and provide a link in a comment on this post), or on Facebook or Google+.
My thanks to Jacquie Schattner for providing this challenge via email.
My childhood was essentially without extended family, with one exception. I had maternal grandparents in my life almost daily, since they lived next door, but I had no aunts and uncles. I had a paternal grandmother in Massachusetts and had six aunts and uncles, and a bunch of cousins, in New England. However, the only contact was a Christmas card and gifts from one or two of them. I finally got to meet my paternal grandmother, an aunt and uncle, and a cousin when I was 14 years old in 1958.
The exception: There was one extended family in San Diego, my father's aunt, Emily (Richmond) Taylor, and her daughter (my father's first cousin), Dorothy, and her husband Chuck (Marshall Chamberlain), and their daughter, Marcia Chamberlain (my second cousin). We usually saw them only at Christmas time and had dinner at their home in San Diego from 1950 to about 1970. This was always an interesting event for we three boys - the food was gourmet, Dorothy was a bit strange, a great house and yard for hide and seek, and Chuck had National Geographic magazines that I loved looking through (for the articles and maps, of course!).
So I was intrigued by the cousins and aunts and uncles in Massachusetts, and wanted to meet them. That really didn't happen until 1966 when I had a vacation trip to Boston and met many of them, but my grandmother had died by then. After that, the aunts and uncles started visiting us in San Diego on vacation, and several of my cousins came to study and work in San Diego for a year or two.
I never made a rudimentary family tree or write down vital events because I didn't have to - I knew who my local relatives were.
I have always been a collector of something. As a child, it was stamps, and coins, and bottle caps, and baseball cards, and maps. As a teenager and a young man, it was radio station surveys and then logging distant radio stations on my radio in the dead of night, trying to hear the distant stations in between the stations. I had a strong research interest and analytical bent, and applied it to my aerospace engineering profession, and to my radio listening hobby, and finally to my genealogy and family history addiction after 1988.
So my answer is "some" interest in family, but "none" in genealogy until I was age 45.