This week I discovered what happened to the Leist girls following the death of their mother in 1916.
Ann Terwilliger’s body was reported to be “lost or destroyed,” leaving her descendants to wonder what happened to her remains. With some a tiny news snipped, light research, and a dive into church cemetery records, Ann is not lost any longer. That is one of the best parts of my job – reconnecting families with missing pieces.
The Stewarts have been chock full of roadblocks in what feels like forever. They are the bane of my genealogy work. Recently, I was able to finally break through one of my Stewart family brick walls and discovered the ending to my 4th great aunt’s story.
I don’t know what makes me return to certain relatives time and again even when I think their stories are “done.” My 2nd great uncle Dale Stewart’s story was pretty cut and dry, I thought. I’ve written about discovering his
I have said it before that my genealogical journey has always been quite serendipitous in nature. Good things and wonderful people have just seemed to cross my path time and again. With it, though, comes a great amount of weird