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 Loafer Follow-Up
I was happily informed the other day by my dear friend Sue that one of my blog articles was used as a citation in a recent Crossroads article. The article was Reconstructing a Life from Biographical Fragments: Oliver Dresser, Who
A Pension Full of Surprises
She couldn’t have fathomed that one hundred fifteen years later, her second great-granddaughter would be on the verge of tears and in utter awe of the connection to something as simple as her signature.
General James Clinton & I
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
Confirming Family Stories
I have written previously about my Archer family many times and I positively love them. I think everyone has certain families in their tree that they are just fascinated with and the Archers are one of those families that I’m