I was immediately hooked. There was a typewritten family tree (done by a professional genealogist for the family back in 1936) showing our history back to William Bradford, several letters and poems typed on onion-skin paper, and scribbled notes on the backs of envelopes. Plus a luggage tag, which I held onto, and which proved to be a major clue in my later research.
My next step was (naturally) going to the public library, where I checked out Searching for Your Ancestors, by Gilbert Doane. I started writing letters to everyone I could think of - my other grandparents in Michigan, elderly aunts and uncles, and Michigan libraries and courthouses. I started haunting the mailbox, whooping with joy when I received an answer in the mail.
I was on my way!