If my blogs were children, my other blog would be the proverbial "red-headed stepchild." In fact, it would already have been taken into protective custody by DCFS because I had neglected it for more than eight months!
That changed yesterday when I revisited and started catching up and pulling out family tree records. Genealogy is a hard task. For those of you who have been tracing the roots of your houses, like Jayne over at The Kelly House, you know how hard to locate – and often inaccurate – historical records can be. And houses don’t generally move around. People do.
And the folks who did censuses regularly got names and ages wrong. When you can even read what they wrote down. (Why did they employ some of the people with the most illegible handwriting EVER to record this historic information?!)
So you know what I’m up against.
And, add to that equation that I am doing multiple lines both maternal and paternal. (Someone shoot me now. It would be more merciful.) And then, there are those wonderful ancestors and their siblings and cousins who just HAD to name their children the SAME NAMES -- repeatedly. Yeah. Let's confuse the hell out of everyone looking for us 150 years later!
But, now I have a new option to occupy the time on my bus commutes …