I did a genre-jump into Canada last year and the first few books were so dull I discontinued the jump – not that Canada is dull, just these books. (They were probably “good” books, and I know they were chosen by librarians because that’s who I asked to recommend them.) That made me kinda sad.ContinueContinue reading “What I’m Reading About Where My Family Has Been”
Category Archives: Family history
Pack Your Bags: You’re Going on a Guilt Trip
Day 1 (Friday): After going to a local public library for “intro to” family history research guides (and being unimpressed) I go to my own library. We’re one of the top 10 gene libraries in the country and so I knew I’d find what I need here even though I’d never been in the geneContinueContinue reading “Pack Your Bags: You’re Going on a Guilt Trip”
Family, ho!
My family history project has been slowed gently down by waiting for the software to arrive. I consulted three genealogists about what software to buy and each told me they had a different favorite, or product they used personally. I downloaded two different try-out versions, watched several product videos, and then went with FamilyContinueContinue reading “Family, ho!”
20 and 150 Years Ago
Twenty years ago, when I was a junior in high school, I made this afghan. I made an afghan most every year from when I was about 13 until after I graduated from college. You might wonder about the initials. Yeah, I’ve changed my name a couple of times. Now I carry my mother’s maidenContinueContinue reading “20 and 150 Years Ago”
It’s not enough to have a bun, it’s got to be a WHITE bun
I am throwing myself off the cliff and getting in to genealogy. Genealogy is traditionally the domain of little old ladies (I work in a library, I would know, just trust me). My mom did a bunch of research a few years ago and I went as far as to memorize my direct line backContinueContinue reading “It’s not enough to have a bun, it’s got to be a WHITE bun”
My Grandma
My grandma died holding my mother’s hand last Sunday, January 4th. Her death was not unexpected, and it was peaceful. I’m good with words, but when it comes to my grandma all the words I know don’t seem to be enough to say what I mean, and what I feel for her. Words don’t feelContinueContinue reading “My Grandma”
Finishing the story…
Final details so the story doesn’t get set down wrong: Aunt Esther had heart problems but she didn’t die of them, she died of pneumonia at the age of 35. Her husband’s name was Simeon Rocheleau and he was French Canadian. He was a barber like his brother-in-law, not a salesman. He had a barberContinueContinue reading “Finishing the story…”
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