I wish I had listened more! My parents were both into family history and we have a lot written down. I have a blanket that a great-great (maybe more) grandmother made, spun, dyed (with berries), wove and I don't know which one did it. It took me several years to stop picking up the phone to call. I too hate being the oldest now. When my brother died last year, I realized now there was no one to talk over "old times" with. I did write down some things for my nephews about our younger years. I also have a fiddle that a great grandfather played. Didn't know which one, then while going through my Mother's old pictures, found one she had written on "The Fiddler", so now I know.