At Play In The Archive
Pancho was the nickname applied to the growing bump on my mother’s abdomen that eventually turned out to be me. The moniker stuck, and to this day my family and old friends use it. No, it’s not short for Francisco, and no, I’m not a boy. I am only Pancho the Practice Child. My real name is Leslie. I grew up in the former Panama Canal Zone, and I now live and work in the San Francisco Bay Area.
I’ve always been a collector of bits and pieces (especially old photographs), a lover of stories, and a seeker of explanations. This blog is my attempt to tell the stories and solve the mysteries of the vast tribe from which I come. In piecing clues together, I strive for accuracy, but I make no promises. I’m not a professional (nor particularly skilled) genealogist, and as this photo of me at age ten demonstrates, I tend toward the dramatic. Consider yourself warned.
If I could pose only one question to my ancestors, it would be, “Why the heck didn’t you guys label things better?” (Note to self: be kind to future generations. Be a good labeler.)
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