Hello, Dear Readers,
I have many things going on in my personal life right now, which has made it virtually impossible to focus on finishing articles that I have in the works. Brain isn’t functioning as it usually does.
Don’t give up. Keep the faith. I’ll be back as soon as possible.
In the works are articles on using Find A Grave as a source, my JUDGE ancestry (primary writer my cousin Micki Jacobson), my ancestor Martha BLUE, my ancestor Joseph H. VIRKLER, and others in my mind but not begun.
Thanks for your patience.
My Aunt Janie died 15 years ago today. She was my aunt by marriage, but when I was a child growing up, I didn’t know that. I just knew her as Aunt Janie.
She was married to one of my mother’s brothers, and they were the parents of my three cousins, all older than me. We didn’t see them daily, but I always liked it when we did.
When my cousin called me that afternoon, Valentine’s Day 2002, I knew why she was on the other end of the phone. Aunt Janie had been battling breast cancer off and on for years, and it had finally taken hold and would not let go. Aunt Janie was on hospice in Winter 2002. Aunt Janie died on Valentine’s Day.
Lively, living, loving her daughter as a best friend, enduring my uncle’s eccentricities and not-so-niceties, always active, wonderful Aunt Janie.
You are dearly missed by your children and by me.
I wish I could give you a big hug.
After a divorce in 2014, for my own emotional and physical health, I chose to begin to see the holidays differently. Fraught with expectations and memories, Thanksgiving and Christmas were mixed with things to look forward to and many let downs. It took me a long time to realize Continue reading
When I was just out of high school, I became involved in genealogical research. I started with my maternal family’s JOHNSON history. There was good information to go on, including a family tale of the 1840 move from Iredell County, North Carolina, to Hancock County, Indiana, as told by Sarah (JOHNSON) KUHN to her grandchildren. At the time of the move, she was 7 years old.
Everything genealogy kept me entertained back then. I was young. I was motivated. I had caught the bug. It seemed like nothing could stop me. I bought 3-ring binders whenever they were on sale because I knew I would need them. I had package upon package of lined notebook paper and notebook dividers. Continue reading