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
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.
One of the more outrageous family stories I share with my genealogy students is the double suicide of my 3rd great-grandparents, the Eccards, in 1915. I had used their tragic deaths as a way to illustrate how to be prepared
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
I’ve wrote before about my grandfather Jesse Archer and that his obituary mentions how during the Civil War, he stole from mule feed bags on pain of harsh punishment to supplement his severely reduced daily ration. After watching this guy