Since Mr. Flu Bug hit me I haven't left the house all week. (Quite a record for me!) Anyway, we are both feeling better and hope to keep our germs to ourselves.
I've spent some time putting my family tree information on Ancestry.com this week. I happened to have a weeks free service to try it out....& I'm afraid I'm hooked! If any of you are serious about doing your family research, it is a great website. I have used "Family Tree Genealogy" program for several years & was able to upload it without a problem. And then I found more information that I didn't have...much to my giddy glee!!!
Most of my family information has been gleened through research of others. I've found that the genealogy people on the Internet are very willing to share their findings, hoping you might have something that they don't have. I've met a very distant cousin in California that traded family facts with me. Later, he & his wife traveled through this way & spent a couple of nights in our home. (Bet you didn't know I had an Internet friend! :) I met another sweet lady cousin in Texas who's father was from a branch of the family I didn't even know about. She wrote emails, sent letters, & later gave me family photos that I treasure. We still exchange cards every once in a while.
I've found out that the fur traders who were the first settlers on Manhattan Island were ancestors of mine. I've found out that one of my great-great-great-grandmothers had SIXTEEN children! Her husband later got the wild idea to travel from Missouri to California to join the gold rush. Somewhere on that journey it is told that he met up with an ornery bear that scarred his eye. I would never have known that one of my cousins died on the front lines of WWI in France & now has an American Legion Post that bears his name in southern Missouri. I would not have known that my grandmother's two younger brothers died in the early 1900's from dyptheria.
Looking at old family photos, I notice how fancy some of their clothing was. Were they considered wealthy people at one time?
Some of my research notebooks
The McMinns of Missouri...my great-great grandparents
Then there were the family records of more recent years, where I found that my grandfather lost his farm during the depression not one time but twice. And another grandfather had to take his family from Missouri to Oklahoma to work in the sawmills. While living there in a makeshift tent, thankfully with a wooden floor, my father was born.
I've begged Bob to take me to a cemetery in Missouri where probably most everywho buried there was connected to our family in some way. Bob sat in the car in 103 degree heat, paitently waiting for me, while I trapsed through the tombstones, snapping pictures of markers that I thought might mean something later on. I was scared by a roaming rooster, barked at by several mean looking dogs, & chased by a very mad hornet! And now that it has been a few years & I've found more connections, I want to go back. Unfortunately, Bob doesn't share my desire to tiptoe through the tombstones...
My cabinet used to display old family photos, books & keepsakes
So I'll go on enjoying my faded old photos for myself, for the time being, hoping that someday, one of my little ones may care that we can trace our roots way back into the 1600's! And that doesn't even count on Bob's side of the family!