My closest friends know how keen I am on history, especially as it relates to genealogy. A few years ago I began to delve into the paternal side of my mother’s family and it wasn’t long until it became a passion.
Some people feel it’s silly to waste one’s time on looking into the past, but I find it fascinating. It’s so interesting to see the challenges people had to overcome. Since most of came from “somewhere else,” it’s my challenge to find out the particulars. For example we know much of my mother’s maternal side of the family came from Ireland and settled in the New Haven, CT area but due to different spellings of their last names, it’s virtually impossible for me to trace them to the correct places in Ireland. That is to say, unless I go right to New Haven to research, or, better yet, to Ireland.
The paternal side of my mother’s family is more of a challenge. They eventually settled in Albany in the mid 1850’s but came via Canada from Scotland. Why Albany? No one knows. Heck, my mother and uncle were consistently told their grandfather was an only child. Actually, he was the youngest of five. Through my research I discovered a whole branch of the family we didn’t know existed. And better than that, I have been able to meet some of those cousins!
There are still many unanswered questions that continue to knock about in my head. Since I don’t have access to the wonderful services they show on “Who Do You Think You Are,” I will continue to plod along at my slow pace. But I have to say that finding answers to some of my questions has been tremendously rewarding. Everyone knows I love to solve a mystery! And to create one!
Because I’m involved in selling a house, making over a new one, and moving, I’m not ready to delve into more research just yet. However, I am champing at the bit to do so. Hopefully some of my readers will be interested in what I discover.