Digging up my roots!
Brick walls in genealogical research are created often when we do not analyze information closely and instead make assumptions about what we are visualizing. Such is the case with my third great grandfather, John Mayel Simpson. In over thirty years of research, I’d made little progress on this family. And the reason? John rarely used…
In the era when families are spread through the U.S., I suppose my family was quite an anomaly. So much so that in later years my grandmother would often remark, “I must have done something wrong – I just can’t rid of you kids!” Of course, all of us “kids,” now well into adulthood with…
In my last post I discussed how the use of the internet has expedited some of my research. However, I’ve also learned that sometimes we can become too reliant on databases, web searches and other online tools. Sometimes we just need to go back to basics. Such is the case in my search for a…
Growing up, my grandmother, Goldie (Simpson) Edwards, played a pivotal role in my life. Living next door to her, I spent much of my time at her home. Later, when she moved across town, Mom would drop me off at “Grammer’s” house before school, and the bus would take me there after school. Grammer was…