My dad Jack, was a student of history. He came from a family of Idaho pioneers. He loved the past but didn’t live in it. His reasoning was simple, “You can always learn something from our past.”
In dad’s case, history was about Idaho and his pioneer roots. He told stories passed down from generations, read books and spent endless hours driving across Idaho.
It can also be a series of past events, connected with a person, as in my pioneer family roots. A list of chronological events is another definition.
No matter which definition you prefer, history is a constant in our lives. From the time we are born until the time we pass on, history is never ending.
I get accused all the time of living in the past, but it’s not true. It’s just that I want to know how my ancestors lived, where they lived and what they did. Sometimes lessons of the past, affect our future.
We tell stories to our children, to our friends and to each other. Sometimes we convey a moral lesson, other times it’s more practical. The military uses history, to learn defensive and offensive strategies.
Indeed, every aspect of our lives is predicated on history.