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Tuesday, May 30, 2017
Friday, May 19, 2017
Still here
Regular readers may think I have fallen off the side of the earth. Not so. I am still here trying to get my genealogical fire lit. With weeds getting ahead of me in my gardens, grandkids having birthdays and spring events, and all the other influences of readjusting to summer life, my genealogy is being neglected. So here is just a preview of what might be coming in the next few weeks.
Of course, we need to get back to Mondays With Mary.
Still climbing the Wright Tree and getting closer to Royal Wright. He is my great-great Grandfather whose death is rather dramatic.
The most exciting research for the summer maybe a connection to uncovering information about the Tolsdorf ancestry. After doing the paternal line DNA test, my husband has been contacted by a potential cousin. Can anyone say "Tolksdorf".
Stay tuned.
Of course, we need to get back to Mondays With Mary.
Still climbing the Wright Tree and getting closer to Royal Wright. He is my great-great Grandfather whose death is rather dramatic.
The most exciting research for the summer maybe a connection to uncovering information about the Tolsdorf ancestry. After doing the paternal line DNA test, my husband has been contacted by a potential cousin. Can anyone say "Tolksdorf".
Stay tuned.
Tuesday, May 9, 2017
It is that time of year
It is that time of year again. It is that time of year again when my passions clash. It is that time of year again when I have no time for anything but gardening.
I thought I might post a picture or two of my spring garden, but not much is blooming yet and the flowers I bought yesterday are still waiting to go into the soil.
So, guess what! It rained last night. Now I interrupt my gardening to sort papers and maybe write a post. I was quickly inspired when I ran across an old newspaper from 2006. Obviously, I saved it for some reason. I quickly found a small blurp in the 60 years ago column from A Glance Into the Past. Of course, this article is from 72 years now.
Mr. and Mrs. Bert Grisso and sons sold their farm in Moody, MO, and have returned to Scranton where they will make their home. Mr. Grisso has taken the job as manager of the rendering plant at Jefferson.
Those sons would have been Marvin and Donald. I don't know anything about their farm. The place where they lived in the 60's was different. Several of us cousins have visited their 60's home in the heart of the Ozarks.
I thought I might post a picture or two of my spring garden, but not much is blooming yet and the flowers I bought yesterday are still waiting to go into the soil.
So, guess what! It rained last night. Now I interrupt my gardening to sort papers and maybe write a post. I was quickly inspired when I ran across an old newspaper from 2006. Obviously, I saved it for some reason. I quickly found a small blurp in the 60 years ago column from A Glance Into the Past. Of course, this article is from 72 years now.
Mr. and Mrs. Bert Grisso and sons sold their farm in Moody, MO, and have returned to Scranton where they will make their home. Mr. Grisso has taken the job as manager of the rendering plant at Jefferson.
Those sons would have been Marvin and Donald. I don't know anything about their farm. The place where they lived in the 60's was different. Several of us cousins have visited their 60's home in the heart of the Ozarks.
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