I had to go home to Ohio this past week to see my father who is dying from Stage 4 cancer – that is a post for another day. We stayed in Zanesville near my daughter’s house so when my
And then things change…
Life has a funny way of putting you where you *need* to be versus where you necessarily *want* to be. When we moved to New York from Ohio, my genealogy had not expanded far past the Ohio/Kentucky borders. It had
My Kentucky Conundrum
I am used to dealing with the “two men, same name, same area” issues with my NSDAR applicants but I hadn’t come across it within my own family until the other day. It’s not a particularly “fun” problem to run
My Spot in New York Stories Live!
In my excitement, I forgot to share this a few weeks back. During the NYS Family History Conference in September (which was virtual), I was featured in a segment called “New York Stories Live!” which asked people “What’s Your New
The Scourge of Bad, Dirty Trees
I’m going to channel my inner Sophia Petrillo here for a moment. Picture this: you’re researching your family tree on one of the “big name” sites. You don’t know much about your family to begin with so you can’t really