<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2414282016027907318</id><updated>2025-05-28T12:53:52.314-04:00</updated><category term="genealogy"/><category term="books"/><category term="ettiquette"/><category term="genealogy carnival"/><category term="genetic genealogy"/><category term="libraries"/><category term="memes"/><category term="newspapers"/><category term="obscure sources"/><category term="photographs"/><category term="special occasions"/><title type='text'>The I Seek Dead People Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>&quot;The dead shall rise,&quot; and when they do, I&#39;ll have plenty of blank family group sheets and pedigree charts waiting. Welcome!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadpeopleblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414282016027907318/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadpeopleblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2414282016027907318.post-4736817549944800511</id><published>2008-01-11T08:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T08:48:55.588-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Genetic Genealogist Makes Good</title><content type='html'>The &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.jogg.info/&quot;&gt;Journal of Genetic Genealogy&lt;/a&gt; has a &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.thegeneticgenealogist.com/2008/01/10/new-associate-editor-for-the-journal-of-genetic-genealogy/&quot;&gt;new associate editor&lt;/a&gt;, Genealand&#39;s own &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.thegeneticgenealogist.com/&quot;&gt;Genetic Genealogist&lt;/a&gt;, Blaine Bettinger, PhD! Congratulations, Dr. DNA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other related news, our good doctor is celebrating his upcoming one year anniversary as &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.thegeneticgenealogist.com/&quot;&gt;The Genetic Genealogist&lt;/a&gt; by giving his readers an opportunity to &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.thegeneticgenealogist.com/2008/01/04/win-a-free-genetic-genealogy-test-from-the-genetic-genealogist/&quot;&gt;win a FREE genetic genealogy test&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.dnaheritage.com/&quot;&gt;DNA Heritage&lt;/a&gt;! The entry deadline is January 18, so get yourself over there now and enter! Good luck!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadpeopleblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4736817549944800511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2414282016027907318/4736817549944800511' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414282016027907318/posts/default/4736817549944800511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414282016027907318/posts/default/4736817549944800511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadpeopleblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/genetic-genealogist-makes-good.html' title='Genetic Genealogist Makes Good'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2414282016027907318.post-2686522218651694789</id><published>2008-01-10T09:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T12:02:55.768-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Would I Seek Living People Too?</title><content type='html'>Randy&#39;s thought-provoking post, &quot;&lt;a href=&quot;http://randysmusings.blogspot.com/2008/01/searching-for-living-people-should-i-be.html&quot;&gt;Searching for Living People...&lt;/a&gt;,&quot; prompted me to ask myself, &quot;What if?&quot; What if I were contacted to help find a still living person? Would I be willing to accept the job? Yes? No? Maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genealogists are by nature a curious folk, I think, and I don&#39;t know any who would turn down an opportunity to solve a good mystery. But when the mystery involves the living, the outcome can be a whole lot more complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I opened my internal dialogue with a series of scenarios. What if the potential client were looking for a long lost sibling, cousin, aunt, uncle or grandparent? What if they were looking for a high school sweetheart, or childhood friend? But regardless of the scenario, my first response was always &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would not accept the case because I am a genealogist not a people finder. There are investigators who do that job, and they, unlike me, would be abreast of the laws governing privacy and liability, should something go wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, if I were to stumble across a living relative during the course of a routine research assignment, I would share the discovery with my client, and I would offer to help connect the two--if they &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;both&lt;/span&gt; agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bottom line is, I seek dead people, and leave the living to the rest. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;**********&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we are new to a path, we can&#39;t always see what&#39;s up ahead, and I want to thank Randy for helping me find my way clear on this issue. &lt;a href=&quot;http://randysmusings.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Thank you!&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadpeopleblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2686522218651694789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2414282016027907318/2686522218651694789' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414282016027907318/posts/default/2686522218651694789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414282016027907318/posts/default/2686522218651694789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadpeopleblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/would-i-seek-living-people-too.html' title='Would I Seek Living People Too?'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2414282016027907318.post-5252898451521299667</id><published>2008-01-09T08:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T11:12:49.673-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Five Score Years Ago</title><content type='html'>Lisa of &lt;a href=&quot;http://100inamerica.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;100 Years in America&lt;/a&gt; wants to know, &quot;&lt;a href=&quot;http://100inamerica.blogspot.com/2008/01/where-was-your-family-in-1908.html&quot;&gt;Where was your family in 1908?&lt;/a&gt;&quot; After reading her post, I gotta admit I was pretty curious myself. So, I warmed up the ol&#39; database, and took a look around. Turns out, between the two of us, my husband and I had 227 &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;known&lt;/span&gt; relatives living in 1908. &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Wow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;I wonder if she wants me to list &#39;em all? Neh, probably not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of those 227, only 22*, give or take 1, were our direct ancestors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxlTAkDgv5Rhy2BEOtX8JDM_N3WZdb1X05HjkBwpGFenMi_cz0FKWlxGNkzfdvc7mDZDaTTgMkT9tCP0mrYr6Hjr6cmxR9B6D7SI-Vecz3leAXUa4vMP3DNXm3LPBgOvSxkxDBgAsngwQ5/s1600-h/TURNER,+John+and+Mattie+Craddock,+1929.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxlTAkDgv5Rhy2BEOtX8JDM_N3WZdb1X05HjkBwpGFenMi_cz0FKWlxGNkzfdvc7mDZDaTTgMkT9tCP0mrYr6Hjr6cmxR9B6D7SI-Vecz3leAXUa4vMP3DNXm3LPBgOvSxkxDBgAsngwQ5/s320/TURNER,+John+and+Mattie+Craddock,+1929.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153472859843778050&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My grandfather John Crisenbery Turner (&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;pictured on left with wife Mattie Craddock, 1929&lt;/span&gt;) was 12 years old and living in Eldorado, North Carolina, with his maternal grandparents John and Susanna (Hamilton) Chandler. His father was killed in 1896, and his mother &quot;Narie&quot; remarried in 1902. She lived close by but it appears as though her parents raised John and his brother Eli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a hundred miles to the north of him, John&#39;s wife, and my grandmother, Mattie Helen Craddock was living in Stuart, Virginia, with her parents James William Christopher Columbus and Pandora Texas (Nunn) Craddock. She was only 4 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Columbus&#39; mother died when he was a child, and his father, Daniel Franklin Craddock, and stepmother later moved to Rockingham County, North Carolina, but in 1908, they were still living in the neighborhood. &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;As a side note, Daniel and second wife Sally Stevens had a daughter born about the same time as Mattie, and they named their daughter Mattie too! Imagine that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandora&#39;s mother Martha Jane (Pike) Nunn was living we know, and possibly with Pandora&#39;s brother Sam. That&#39;s where we found her in 1910. But, we don&#39;t yet know when Pandora&#39;s father William Nunn died. Either way, they would have been in Stuart. It was the only place they ever called home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other 12 belong to my husband. His people tend to live longer. :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;font-size:85%;&quot; &gt;*This number does not include my paternal line. I do not discuss my bio-father&#39;s ancestry.&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadpeopleblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5252898451521299667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2414282016027907318/5252898451521299667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414282016027907318/posts/default/5252898451521299667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414282016027907318/posts/default/5252898451521299667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadpeopleblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/five-score-years-ago.html' title='Five Score Years Ago'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxlTAkDgv5Rhy2BEOtX8JDM_N3WZdb1X05HjkBwpGFenMi_cz0FKWlxGNkzfdvc7mDZDaTTgMkT9tCP0mrYr6Hjr6cmxR9B6D7SI-Vecz3leAXUa4vMP3DNXm3LPBgOvSxkxDBgAsngwQ5/s72-c/TURNER,+John+and+Mattie+Craddock,+1929.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2414282016027907318.post-1245312693684377823</id><published>2008-01-05T13:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T20:50:38.231-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Behind the Scenes of &quot;Silver and Gold...&quot;</title><content type='html'>In the comments of my &quot;&lt;a href=&quot;http://deadpeopleblog.blogspot.com/2007/12/silver-and-gold-on-evry-christmas-tree.html&quot;&gt;Silver and gold... on ev&#39;ry Christmas Tree&lt;/a&gt;&quot; post, &lt;a href=&quot;http://deadpeopleblog.blogspot.com/2007/12/silver-and-gold-on-evry-christmas-tree.html#comment-7939644781928923138&quot;&gt;Donna Hague Wendt wondered&lt;/a&gt; if I could &quot;describe exactly how [I] made the photos and annotations of [my] Xmas ornaments,&quot; and I thought my reply to her would make a great &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;new&lt;/span&gt; post for all of my 2 readers...&lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;OK, 3 readers.&lt;/span&gt; :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The project was a lot simpler than it might appear, and I was rather surprised myself with how well some of the finished photographs turned out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;&quot; &gt;Building the Makeshift Studio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8H-6D9NH4P0-XJX3Amq3rVZMbUrStbwmSctuOogT5yEfs-2fNxuW5laa7qa1YSOePuPhDHSQwmChZr-fApMPqqNZxcZOYfAprspBdC1zz-VGc9E83sgJzpI_YyENpMJZLDGYCc_EsXyYS/s1600-h/paper.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8H-6D9NH4P0-XJX3Amq3rVZMbUrStbwmSctuOogT5yEfs-2fNxuW5laa7qa1YSOePuPhDHSQwmChZr-fApMPqqNZxcZOYfAprspBdC1zz-VGc9E83sgJzpI_YyENpMJZLDGYCc_EsXyYS/s400/paper.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152070175064511938&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Using a hole puncher, I made a small hole in a piece of &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.amazon.com/NAT22302-Construction-Paper-Smooth-Texture/dp/B0008GICHY/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=toys-and-games&amp;amp;qid=1199559274&amp;amp;sr=1-2&quot;&gt;smooth construction paper&lt;/a&gt;, like the kind pictured on the left. I first used green, but the effect wasn&#39;t quite what I had in mind. I switched colors, and I&#39;m now convinced, for the sake of our ornaments all Christmas trees should be black. Next, I had to find a good, well-lit spot to take the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To compensate for the crappy lighting in this house, we&#39;ve installed florescent light fixtures in some really odd places, including under the shelf that sits on brackets above the buffet in our dining room, and it was there, in the wall, between the light and the buffet, that I found the nail. I hung the construction paper from the nail, turned on the light and - voilà! - a makeshift studio!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, it was only a matter of taking the photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nail pulled double-duty as a place to hang the ornaments, and with my digital camera set to &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Macro_photography&quot;&gt;macro&lt;/a&gt;, I zoomed in as close to each as I could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8aIIlZKqy596gPk_M1PNGVzAKHbR7pMtH9GWY7z_408qPuJAc3bT7M7tj3q6Xc3yac8fOX-JfTFWeIYOfDISGhYEGWtdO4yh3s3FUnPu7bZkbN9_hTnTJgSs67EAfQQ4AZ0cFIePtfsrx/s1600-h/Avon2007.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8aIIlZKqy596gPk_M1PNGVzAKHbR7pMtH9GWY7z_408qPuJAc3bT7M7tj3q6Xc3yac8fOX-JfTFWeIYOfDISGhYEGWtdO4yh3s3FUnPu7bZkbN9_hTnTJgSs67EAfQQ4AZ0cFIePtfsrx/s400/Avon2007.JPG&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152096387249919442&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:78%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Click to enlarge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The as yet unpolished result is like the photo you see above, which features, by the way, the most recent addition to our collection from Aunt Elsie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;&quot; &gt;Creating the Finished Product&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the years, I&#39;ve invested good money in a variety of software packages, but nowadays, I find myself turning more and more to free software like &lt;a href=&quot;http://picasa.google.com/&quot;&gt;Picasa 2&lt;/a&gt; for simple photo projects. For this project, I chose &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.shutterfly.com/studio/overviews.jsp&quot;&gt;Shutterfly Studio&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shutterfly Studio&#39;s collage feature is one of the best in any market. It offers a number of different canvas styles, layouts and sizes, and the only limit I see to the kinds of collages a person can create is his own imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfPc5sXw5X4hGTrSmuCX43BowBlW9P6l1haYOkuD_S7cHWgsBKKDoaGjf3i3sD21uytgF4GxTNDKrAXBxtE61CvB3H0qLSpckt0jbipNrHPfUVOzrfXh0blqmF4LyP4ZgNxKVrvNK0UlAX/s1600-h/Avon2007.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfPc5sXw5X4hGTrSmuCX43BowBlW9P6l1haYOkuD_S7cHWgsBKKDoaGjf3i3sD21uytgF4GxTNDKrAXBxtE61CvB3H0qLSpckt0jbipNrHPfUVOzrfXh0blqmF4LyP4ZgNxKVrvNK0UlAX/s400/Avon2007.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152101940642633186&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:78%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Click to enlarge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step-by-step directions for creating a collage are available at &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.shutterfly.com/studio/studiocentral.jsp&quot;&gt;Shutterfly Studio Central&lt;/a&gt;, so I&#39;ll refrain from going into that much detail here. Suffice it to say that this is the software I used to make the image above and all the ornament images in the &quot;Silver and Gold...&quot; entry, but I would also add that similar results might be possible with any collage enabled software.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;&quot; &gt;And One More Thing, or Two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With some slight adjustments to the makeshift studio (e.g., lay paper flat), I think this would also be an attractive way to document and showcase heirloom jewelry and silver, coins and just about anything else you can think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whatever &lt;a href=&quot;http://anotherdaywithdonna.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;you&lt;/a&gt; create, I hope you&#39;ll share the end result with us. :-)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadpeopleblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1245312693684377823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2414282016027907318/1245312693684377823' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414282016027907318/posts/default/1245312693684377823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414282016027907318/posts/default/1245312693684377823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadpeopleblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/behind-scenes-of-silver-and-gold.html' title='Behind the Scenes of &quot;Silver and Gold...&quot;'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8H-6D9NH4P0-XJX3Amq3rVZMbUrStbwmSctuOogT5yEfs-2fNxuW5laa7qa1YSOePuPhDHSQwmChZr-fApMPqqNZxcZOYfAprspBdC1zz-VGc9E83sgJzpI_YyENpMJZLDGYCc_EsXyYS/s72-c/paper.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2414282016027907318.post-9012580972384569259</id><published>2008-01-04T08:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T14:08:53.957-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2007 Down and More to Come</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpklkPkDr0YJAJytNjxLnoyxLBQCM4Qc3IukPzF0mZhi49leEagPKFXxsmgL3XXyU-upX7X9xB_XZoiUUQ_DjpeNBBh3gyQ2ki55T4x6nvRHh-tnyRo4c-_crMrnOoevgDkFB0G3F5KVxf/s1600-h/Happy2008.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpklkPkDr0YJAJytNjxLnoyxLBQCM4Qc3IukPzF0mZhi49leEagPKFXxsmgL3XXyU-upX7X9xB_XZoiUUQ_DjpeNBBh3gyQ2ki55T4x6nvRHh-tnyRo4c-_crMrnOoevgDkFB0G3F5KVxf/s400/Happy2008.gif&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151620865650775442&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another year has come and gone. It&#39;s hard to believe, but I&#39;m happy to report I survived those 365 days relatively unscathed (i.e., no bee stings or snake bites), and here it is, already 4 days into the new year, and a mere 362 left to go (it&#39;s a leap year, ya know).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best New Year&#39;s resolution I ever made was to keep no more resolutions, and &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; surprisingly that&#39;s the only one I&#39;ve ever kept, but it remains to be seen if any resolution can stop me from making resolutions in the first place, and on that note, here&#39;s a recap of last year&#39;s post:&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Another Year Bites the Dust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did the year go? It seems like only yesterday I was looking forward to 2006, and already it is coming to an end. Perhaps that wouldn’t feel like such a bad thing had I reached the goals I set for myself this year. But, here we are, mere hours from a new one, and I’m still 40 lbs short of the 20 I vowed to lose. I thought my office would be well organized by now too, but when I couldn’t find the file folders I bought in 2005 that kind of put a damper on the project. So, it appears I will be starting 2007 in pretty much the same place as 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am nothing if not an optimist, however, and I believe each new year brings with it a fresh opportunity for improvement and enrichment. In that spirit, I chose “quality over quantity” as my primary goal for 2007. For instance, instead of worrying about how many pounds I can (but probably won’t) lose, I want to focus attention on my physical, mental and emotional well-being, and when I applied this new way of thinking to my family history project, I decided this is the year I want to add more meat to the bones of the ancestors I have already identified rather than fret over the still empty slots on my pedigree chart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is I have a lot of what I need to do that right here in my office. The bad news is most of it is buried underneath a hellava lot of useless clutter, and I guess that means organizing my office is, once again, number 1 on my list of New Year’s resolutions. Hey, but maybe I’ll finally find those file folders!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;font-size:85%;&quot; &gt;Geneaholic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;, 31 December 2006.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;How did I do? Well...My ancestors are still skinnier than I am, and my office is still trapped under &quot;a hellava lot of useless clutter,&quot; BUT I did finally find those file folders! So, all in all, I&#39;d say 2007 was a pretty successful year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highlight, which is gonna seem strange to those of you who don&#39;t know the backstory, was burying my mother on October 5th, and her funeral the following day. Her cremains now rest next to her parents in China Grove, N.C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnTq9jmBIt-pM0kjWUwf3Q9zdQBd9IOw-5rkQd14wlZeUT2RJBde1hLFOn3vuN2NSN-R9Kmei77acF3AmchKSmAGmyUpih_c0uS47NJ4B54nkJ9hbIvmDMEfSG7x-PWOBSXnRsR2ZHOkuE/s1600-h/DoraTurnerSummer2007.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnTq9jmBIt-pM0kjWUwf3Q9zdQBd9IOw-5rkQd14wlZeUT2RJBde1hLFOn3vuN2NSN-R9Kmei77acF3AmchKSmAGmyUpih_c0uS47NJ4B54nkJ9hbIvmDMEfSG7x-PWOBSXnRsR2ZHOkuE/s400/DoraTurnerSummer2007.JPG&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151652708538308002&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;font-size:85%;&quot; &gt;Grave of Dora Turner Summer, 1935-2002&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that behind me, I feel like I&#39;m finally ready to move on, and by my own account, I&#39;ve got a lot of catching up to do, but I&#39;m raring to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, without further ado, here are my &lt;del&gt;resolutions&lt;/del&gt; goals for 2008:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I&#39;m going to take down and put away my Christmas tree. Today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I&#39;m going to clean and organize my office - &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;No, seriously, I am!&lt;/span&gt; - and I&#39;m going to do it - &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;You think that&#39;s funny? Well...HaHaHa...&lt;/span&gt; - by following in the footsteps of &lt;a href=&quot;http://familyoralhistory.us/&quot;&gt;Susan A. Kitchens&lt;/a&gt;, who is &lt;a href=&quot;http://familyoralhistory.us/news/view/year_out_year_in/&quot;&gt;following the words of Anthony Trollope&lt;/a&gt;, &quot;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;A small daily task, if it be really daily, will beat the labours of a spasmodic Hercules.&lt;/span&gt;&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;del&gt;I&#39;m going to join a genealogical society.&lt;/del&gt; Done! Joined &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.ngsgenealogy.org/&quot;&gt;NGS&lt;/a&gt; January 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I&#39;m going to scan, label and &lt;a href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/LeeAnders&quot;&gt;upload&lt;/a&gt; no less than 5 photographs on the last Sunday of every month that &lt;a href=&quot;http://ancestories1.blogspot.com/search/label/Scanfest&quot;&gt;Scanfest&lt;/a&gt; meets. Then, I&#39;m going to place those 5, or more, originals into some sort of archival quality photo album or box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I&#39;m going to invest in some archival quality albums and/or boxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I&#39;m going to read the rest of those 900 and something blog posts you guys wrote while I was away, and then - OK, this ain&#39;t gonna be easy - I&#39;m going to whittle that unwieldy list of feeds down to no more than 25. &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;I know, I know, but...&lt;/span&gt;There was a time when I could read every genealogy blog in existence but I can&#39;t do it anymore, not if I want to be a blogger myself. I&#39;m so sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there you have it, my goals for 2008. Check back in 2009 to see how I did.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadpeopleblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9012580972384569259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2414282016027907318/9012580972384569259' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414282016027907318/posts/default/9012580972384569259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414282016027907318/posts/default/9012580972384569259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadpeopleblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/2007-down-and-more-to-come.html' title='2007 Down and More to Come'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpklkPkDr0YJAJytNjxLnoyxLBQCM4Qc3IukPzF0mZhi49leEagPKFXxsmgL3XXyU-upX7X9xB_XZoiUUQ_DjpeNBBh3gyQ2ki55T4x6nvRHh-tnyRo4c-_crMrnOoevgDkFB0G3F5KVxf/s72-c/Happy2008.gif" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2414282016027907318.post-7902330084589986006</id><published>2007-12-01T12:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T10:36:03.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Silver and gold... on ev&#39;ry Christmas Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;*Warning: Heavy Load Ahead*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s not often we get company out here in the SC backwoods, and no one outside the family ever gets to see our Christmas decorations. And since I don&#39;t have any heirloom ornaments, or homespun stories to tell, I thought I would take this opportunity to &quot;show off&quot; some of our first generation pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://destinationaustinfamily.blogspot.com/2007/12/advent-calendar-of-christmas-memories.html&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Advent Calendar of Christmas Memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;December 2 - Christmas Tree Ornaments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my previous post I mentioned the pewter ornaments we have received from Aunt Elsie every year since 1994, and I&#39;d first like to show you those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3mxParvW9lq4LyRSnbjWYFOa4UwtP9M5YyDyj5wanVj9qks5A1Qbxfm9Hc6r8Y3LWH1E2q2UFTsUic1olZftkVu94mlurB4Vvn-fO-qV6julSlcyenjQ2S03Dr_gEJ_m5NKIOAtySFTpq/s1600-r/AvonOrnaments.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-axVT9_ukD92uBc5jtkCjuLTK6UJN-pjwh9uRJh-jS__PMJ4J-fICkJ0kLa6YoHrqHHwzcu2LtcQFxixNFWw77HMdrjPsUPkEksDpm3BququzBxnnW_MKTM1CwCGBN60ynMtQDvx6IrCh/s400/AvonOrnaments.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139066602101120418&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;font-size:85%;&quot; &gt;Click to enlarge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up are our &quot;First Christmas&quot; ornaments. The horse pulling the couple in the sleigh was given to us by my cousin Nancy as a wedding present. The teddy bear on the bottom left is the ornament that marks our daughter Lyndy&#39;s first Christmas in 1982, and the one on the bottom right marks our son Caleb&#39;s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWx8EqAa5mcq9NNKz1zfKMs69LP5LRAlagUi2SJkP-WEDy-JqRq9YuRNNh-a81vGVbJU_3j6Fhv89teg7HvUdf9TisgfHhnr9CA02oLiWt-3WJFRhtUf-F75P5cd21AjytZcmcKakRkBXM/s1600-r/FirstChristmases.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirCcl6KF_dJmvOuceoNL3Sccwjw1v62yomA7Zy_-0fBXYJ67CPxiNVjkbZB5F4wdRY7UQWUpfYuG3-H0s25Qo94pU0NC2hiTeZDADOOUJZMunb0UZXcQ0_a-ooi76JoBj7jB6kM5qGYOdL/s400/FirstChristmases.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139120886192774578&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Click to enlarge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the ornament Caleb made at school last year. Ain&#39;t it cool?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHJEfKGLCOEp_ZVzcbSFaALW7PMmUg-f0zRu4EEGYm3HlAd_xLtYPKpPFYKQ-koyyGEeDysze3Nz2vtU3fKWWpRwVsEo0sRzhpU5tlb9Cg7l9Y8H09dm093_Dj6eawRHdCQxotJTfRmMEt/s400/CalebOrnament.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139121517552967106&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And these next two were gifts from our granddaughter Taylor (aka Tator).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZSJfR0gssNO-FrH7sFn9xKX5rjuJw2HGuTK78Skdw908v_DHHAYYycRav9XH7_F-TsOn82KCztsTFrkgtTEJjY652lkrygluBWmmvPQdPB_oYgtdXEgAwPsnSdKtSMNFVh9HvlnjaAhPq/s400/PapaOrnament.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139121715121462738&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZi_2hk-itdk9-Hopys4eqVCh_K3fB00T_GN6kLo-bTOyqZ_SnHoLOP3PqBUsao81HPmezO1CRVExvY_juLFbmE3dk3yclSHuuLyuwhRrjjNf5AWvAejs1joodUBy6jApO5ZYrRG-4xpMJ/s400/GagaOrnament.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139121865445318114&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ice skating, red nose reindeer was sent from the UK by my bff Shelagh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg37CO9ya3hOvUO1pnP0Xek4pBSHskGKR8lynOuye_4-CTgdt_1MdYak2f8LZluIHFTwrcvr-ajO0ftEgqFuIUDbKlS0gYAfrHk6OSZ0v0-7CQs4Sm-LN16DdkDt494o60pF0rwsRzLB8DT/s400/ShelaghOrnament.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139122020064140786&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least are the homemade snowmen I received when I participated in a blogger ornament exchange...oh gosh, was it 4 years ago? I don&#39;t know, maybe it was 3 or 5...Anyway... I included them because I want to plant an idea seed--It was a lot of fun exchanging ornaments with a fellow blogger, whichever year that was, and I think it would be equally so if we genea-bloggers could arrange to do something similar next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave a note in the comments if you&#39;re interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYUJP_PmxW0TO0InsxldvrxpH7XN-BLyyYDG-pyYIBPDQ3sWWlANwCFxGi2hqLZ1v5JG4P5J_Pv3eIQg4tqO7c4713NiOVAUMmSUTD6zsfrJ-qzWMiYDbjwYo6sAvlEg8tYgz6mTDEPq_3/s400/OrnamentExchange.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139122157503094274&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for a little treat...Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;object height=&quot;373&quot; width=&quot;425&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/youiekG2UJA&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;wmode&quot; value=&quot;transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/youiekG2UJA&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; wmode=&quot;transparent&quot; height=&quot;373&quot; width=&quot;425&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadpeopleblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7902330084589986006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2414282016027907318/7902330084589986006' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414282016027907318/posts/default/7902330084589986006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414282016027907318/posts/default/7902330084589986006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadpeopleblog.blogspot.com/2007/12/silver-and-gold-on-evry-christmas-tree.html' title='Silver and gold... on ev&#39;ry Christmas Tree'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-axVT9_ukD92uBc5jtkCjuLTK6UJN-pjwh9uRJh-jS__PMJ4J-fICkJ0kLa6YoHrqHHwzcu2LtcQFxixNFWw77HMdrjPsUPkEksDpm3BququzBxnnW_MKTM1CwCGBN60ynMtQDvx6IrCh/s72-c/AvonOrnaments.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2414282016027907318.post-2925455736682254113</id><published>2007-12-01T01:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T20:09:57.998-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Your branches green delight us</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;http://www.elfyourself.com/?id=1124889732&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgecTYyHTCmZFAP3V5tf_pf8KMarROJdLZ53KdBF8ipEUTynOMh3LZnWHe2YgCS9cuFfMtjM0qy4GveNqspk9u09V4occZ1uE9bol5MioZMWCMIZTb5ZMccAvZGot566yOeD9BqenWv5rZ3/s200/elfinlee.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138822690908380498&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;People, I have fallen behind and I can&#39;t catch up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Christmas holiday is upon us, and I still have a bucket of Halloween candy sitting on my china cabinet. So, in an attempt to bring my inner elf out and up to date, I danced around the house to some holiday tunes today. Not one of which was O Tannenbaum (aka O Christmas Tree), I might add, and yet that is the one song I can&#39;t get out of my head. Thank you &lt;a href=&quot;http://destinationaustinfamily.blogspot.com/2007/11/family-history-advent-calendar-calling.html&quot;&gt;Thomas&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href=&quot;http://creativegene.blogspot.com/2007/11/christmas-meme.html&quot;&gt;Jasia&lt;/a&gt;!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and by the way, we can all &lt;del&gt;blame&lt;/del&gt;thank &lt;a href=&quot;http://cowhampshire.blogharbor.com/blog/_archives/2007/11/29/3383015.html&quot;&gt;Janice&lt;/a&gt; for that excruciatingly lovely image of my elfin self, and the veritable treat that awaits those of you who dare to click the embedded link promises to knock all the sugar plums right out of your head, or your money back, guaranteed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now where was I...That&#39;s right...O Tannenbuam, O Tannenbaum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSAZb7zCnJy-3BF36WoRHSzzCX90dsoM7Aee9lqzVJulPasHZc22Ah77zxDlJ60rOvgme4xeL-2POZcTkRebPinnZ89rZQp9GrLQIAZpOc3nfcPjlZeiFSIvpJEQ80MQd7onYhq-KCnFl4/s400/1967_Christmas.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138840321749130594&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Christmas 1967&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;font-size:85%;&quot; &gt;The photo above was taken at my Aunt Elsie&#39;s house in 1967. I assume that&#39;s the year we lived with her because that&#39;s my tricycle and toy doggie under the tree, but I was only two that year so I&#39;m hardly a good witness. I do recognize the sofa however, and believe it or not, she still has the exact same one in her present home. It&#39;s been reupholstered since then of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://destinationaustinfamily.blogspot.com/2007/12/advent-calendar-of-christmas-memories.html&quot;&gt;Advent Calendar of Christmas Memories&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;December 1 - The Christmas Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a kid, the holidays around our house were a haphazard affair. My mom worked three jobs during my early years, and the equivalent of three even after she went into business for herself. Back then, she was also something of a non traditionalist, and I don&#39;t recall any two trees ever looking the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year I came home from somewhere to find an artificial tree with nothing but gold hanging from its limbs, and the next we had the real deal, all done up in bright, cherry reds, and she let me help add some of the silver tinsel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5TePIlwFFpqblHW94RAWQKjKjWL6AlQkI2voJP6UwizDdyyBqEljT7dtmRS_raupiGP4r6ul1J2GSY6o2F2qT3sPuYD0WmBgqpdECGZi9MvMDznBlQ-96DiAB_wMM1kJyqHtxbiXwbBx9/s400/1986_Christmas.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138874608473054578&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years after I married, Mom gave me a beautiful tree for my birthday (pictured above), and it became a tradition to put our tree up every December 8th thereafter. We&#39;ve replaced the tree a time or two since, but unlike my mom, we hang most of the same ornaments from one year to the next, and the kids always help, whether they want to or not (seems only fair, if you ask me, since they made a lot of &#39;em). And every year we add at least one new piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It comes from my Aunt Elsie whose Christmas gift to us each year includes Avon&#39;s annual pewter ornament. Aunt Elsie is in many ways the polar opposite of Mom, and her traditional nature inadvertently starts traditions in the lives of other people. Particularly this one, which has matured into a lovely collection that I believe will be cherished and enjoyed by many future generations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is, unless they take after Mom. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;O Christmas Tree O, Christmas Tree,&lt;br /&gt;Your branches green delight us.&lt;br /&gt;O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree,&lt;br /&gt;Your branches green delight us.&lt;br /&gt;They&#39;re green when summer days are bright;&lt;br /&gt;They&#39;re green when winter snow is white.&lt;br /&gt;O, Christmas Tree, O, Christmas Tree,&lt;br /&gt;Your branches green delight us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree,&lt;br /&gt;You give us so much pleasure!&lt;br /&gt;O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree,&lt;br /&gt;You give us so much pleasure!&lt;br /&gt;How oft at Christmas tide the sight,&lt;br /&gt;O green fir tree, gives us delight!&lt;br /&gt;O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree,&lt;br /&gt;You give us so much pleasure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree,&lt;br /&gt;Your branches green delight us.&lt;br /&gt;O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree,&lt;br /&gt;Your branches green delight us.&lt;br /&gt;They&#39;re green when summer days are bright;&lt;br /&gt;They&#39;re green when winter snow is white.&lt;br /&gt;O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree,&lt;br /&gt;Your branches green delight us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;*Sorry I didn&#39;t get this done in time to submit it!&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadpeopleblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2925455736682254113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2414282016027907318/2925455736682254113' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414282016027907318/posts/default/2925455736682254113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414282016027907318/posts/default/2925455736682254113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadpeopleblog.blogspot.com/2007/12/your-branches-green-delight-us.html' title='Your branches green delight us'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgecTYyHTCmZFAP3V5tf_pf8KMarROJdLZ53KdBF8ipEUTynOMh3LZnWHe2YgCS9cuFfMtjM0qy4GveNqspk9u09V4occZ1uE9bol5MioZMWCMIZTb5ZMccAvZGot566yOeD9BqenWv5rZ3/s72-c/elfinlee.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2414282016027907318.post-312356123034776685</id><published>2007-11-18T15:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T17:07:00.396-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="memes"/><title type='text'>The &quot;161&quot; meme</title><content type='html'>Of course you would catch me reading nothing as titillating as &lt;a href=&quot;http://creativegene.blogspot.com/2007/11/161-meme-oh-my.html&quot;&gt;Jasia&lt;/a&gt; or as instructional as &lt;a href=&quot;http://ancestories1.blogspot.com/2007/11/two-memes-161-and-can-you-top-this.html&quot;&gt;Miriam&lt;/a&gt;, but I&#39;ve been tagged not once but twice to share the 6th sentence on page 161 of the book I&#39;m currently reading which is &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;The Most Fearful Ordeal: Original Coverage of the Civil War by Writers and Reporters of The New York Times&lt;/span&gt;, and the 6th sentence from page 161 is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*drumroll*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;The battery of Capt. De Hart also replied vigorously.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now it&#39;s my turn to tag &lt;del&gt;5&lt;/del&gt; 3* geneabloggers...Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colleen of &lt;a href=&quot;http://omchodoy.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;The Oracle of OMcHodoy&lt;/a&gt; because she has escaped until now.&lt;br /&gt;Dave of &lt;a href=&quot;http://oakvilleblackwalnut.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;OakvilleBlackWalnut&lt;/a&gt; because I always tag Dave. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;Mary Beth of &lt;a href=&quot;http://whatsyourline-mbt.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;What&#39;s Your Line&lt;/a&gt; because I like picking on the new blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we get to see who&#39;s paying attention. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;I can&#39;t find more than 3 that haven&#39;t been tagged already. :-)&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadpeopleblog.blogspot.com/feeds/312356123034776685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2414282016027907318/312356123034776685' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414282016027907318/posts/default/312356123034776685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414282016027907318/posts/default/312356123034776685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadpeopleblog.blogspot.com/2007/11/161-meme.html' title='The &quot;161&quot; meme'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2414282016027907318.post-5582568472912918539</id><published>2007-11-08T06:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T13:17:03.904-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ettiquette"/><title type='text'>You knew this when you were five</title><content type='html'>Remember when you were a kid and your mom would nudge you, or your dad would thump you, whenever you forgot to mind your manners? Well, consider this a slap because some of us have forgotten what our parents taught us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of hard work, long hours and money goes into the compilation of a family history, and yet there are literally thousands of genealogists who gladly share everything they know with you, with me, with everyone. Think about it. A huge undertaking, an even bigger investment, and they give it away for free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These people are the backbone of places like &lt;a href=&quot;http://worldconnect.rootsweb.com/&quot;&gt;WorldConnect&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.familylink.com/&quot;&gt;FamilyLink&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.werelate.org/&quot;&gt;WeRelate&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.ancestry.com/trees/&quot;&gt;Ancestry Trees&lt;/a&gt;, and I think too many of us prefer to emphasize the inaccuracies we&#39;ve uncovered there rather than the generous spirit. So, next time you come across information in a family tree database that helps in your quest to find your ancestors, say &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;thank you&lt;/span&gt; to the person who was kind enough and brave enough to submit it there. He, or she, didn&#39;t have to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, he could have squirreled it away like a lot of other genealogists do, which leads me to my next point. Return the favor by sharing with others. Few will thank you (see above) but think of it like this, it took more than one pair of hands to get you this far, and you probably owe more than you&#39;re owed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve talked before about the &lt;a href=&quot;http://deadpeopleblog.blogspot.com/2007/10/was-grandma-stepping-out-or-what.html&quot;&gt;challenges I face with my grandfather&#39;s branch&lt;/a&gt; of the family, but I&#39;ve had an opposite experience with my grandmother&#39;s, and all because the cousins on that side are more willing to share with each other. If one of us discovers something new, emails are sent to the group, and inevitably someone will get bitten by the &quot;can&#39;t stop&quot; bug and run with it. Next thing you know, all of our databases are another generation richer. In fact, we&#39;ve got a recently bitten cousin running around now--he jumped tracks a week ago, and now he&#39;s gathering information on lines that he&#39;s not even related to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, he&#39;s not the first genealogist I&#39;ve seen climbing out on an unrelated limb, but people like him aren&#39;t a dime a dozen either, and you&#39;ll see less like him if so many of us keep forgetting that it&#39;s our turn to &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;repay the favor&lt;/span&gt;.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadpeopleblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5582568472912918539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2414282016027907318/5582568472912918539' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414282016027907318/posts/default/5582568472912918539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414282016027907318/posts/default/5582568472912918539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadpeopleblog.blogspot.com/2007/11/you-knew-this-when-you-were-five.html' title='You knew this when you were five'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2414282016027907318.post-8669229164387265829</id><published>2007-11-05T17:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T15:46:46.735-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photographs"/><title type='text'>Calling all historical photo enthusiasts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-xZz6scDbuondXmH6qmwrqdxeJaIsaGZzzUeRxLB97Ozh_lirRYfs9DUXJVpleNDnu3S3RurazSOTZNIATTbkAB4Dp4_JrTDDal1saBVRbYVLBcTc9BooS46wh0ygNoOWDOqtebJutrAU/s1600-h/craddockchildren.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-xZz6scDbuondXmH6qmwrqdxeJaIsaGZzzUeRxLB97Ozh_lirRYfs9DUXJVpleNDnu3S3RurazSOTZNIATTbkAB4Dp4_JrTDDal1saBVRbYVLBcTc9BooS46wh0ygNoOWDOqtebJutrAU/s400/craddockchildren.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127464711062469074&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was the dress that first caught my eye. I had just finished scanning the portrait of the unknown pair and was starting the laborious job of scanning the photograph of Leonard, Sally, Mattie and Grace (laborious because the image is captured on paper so thin, it moves around every time I lower the scanner door), when I noticed two of the dresses were very similar. Thinking this was little more than a clue to time period, it was a another full day before the thought that could possibly solve this mystery came to me. Is the unidentified boy and girl actually my grandma Mattie and an older brother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;Mattie and her family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mattie Helen CRADDOCK was born 19 June 1903, the 1st or 2nd child of James William Christopher Columbus CRADDOCK and Pandora &quot;Dora&quot; Texas NUNN. Columbus and Dora married on 1 April 1900, and had 5 children in addition to Mattie: Leonard, b. 24 October 1906; Sally, b. 11 December 1910; Grace, b. 3 May 1913; James, b. 18 November 1917; and a child of unknown gender that was born after 1900 and died before the 1910 census enumeration.[1]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;Mystery boy and girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgK7Ao3NcQ_AwA-PoleWjpQXpCPlVR99ec1ZSnpGBEC6pSdTuMA3BHC6OJwBzFD9CexJoo7pXsDEuZiK66D8i7AE1vyNlNvx4Ev-3DtDpkYvkEsgk9GTQJblz2TYpjq1bguf1pBPZqRxtpi/s1600-h/Unidentified015b+1907-1920s.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgK7Ao3NcQ_AwA-PoleWjpQXpCPlVR99ec1ZSnpGBEC6pSdTuMA3BHC6OJwBzFD9CexJoo7pXsDEuZiK66D8i7AE1vyNlNvx4Ev-3DtDpkYvkEsgk9GTQJblz2TYpjq1bguf1pBPZqRxtpi/s200/Unidentified015b+1907-1920s.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129371625002285538&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The first thing I noticed about the image of the boy and girl is that it&#39;s a real photo postcard. A &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;real photo postcard&lt;/span&gt; is a photograph that has been developed &quot;onto photographic paper the size and weight of postcards, with a postcard back,&quot; and the design of the corner stamp box tells us this particular paper was manufactured by NOKO beginning in 1907 to sometime in the 1920s.[2] Nevertheless, upon further inspection, I was able to determine this is not the original -- although it&#39;s not obvious in the digital scan, when the original photo was duplicated onto the postcard paper, the resulting copy fell 1/8 inch short of filling the paper on both sides, thereby exposing the edges of the original. Of course, a duplicate could have been made at the same time as the original or years later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed next how young and adorable the children are. The little girl looks about 3 years old, the little boy about 4 or 5, and both are impeccably dressed. I haven&#39;t been able to find out much about boys&#39; clothing, but the girl&#39;s dress and hairstyle appear to be from the Edwardian era (1901-1910).[3]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, what I didn&#39;t notice until recently was the family resemblance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;Sibling comparisons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mattie&#39;s baby picture (c. 1904) was discovered in Mattie&#39;s bible and identified by her daughter Elsie. Assuming this is so, it shows Mattie with much lighter hair than later photos indicate, and it also shows that she and the unknown girl share similar facial features (e.g., shape of face, eyes and lips).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The photo of Leonard, Sally, Mattie and Grace was taken in about 1914. Mattie would have been about 11, Leonard about 7, Sally about 3 and Grace about 1. In the photo, Sally is wearing a dress quite like the one worn by the unknown girl; she and the girl are about the same age too. In a family with a tradition of hand-me-downs, is it possible the girls are wearing the same dress?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now look at the two boys. Leonard&#39;s features are more mature, and his hair and complexion are slightly darker than unknown boy&#39;s, but look closely around the eyes and nose. Is it wishful thinking to believe these two boys could be brothers? I don&#39;t think so, but I&#39;d like to know what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPBUwh_bFXX0OBZGiwjYzZsYMo41xRNV7EiLMD7w_UZvWCZQRErVOYYZ4DJLogp-lwyK_SNl6Lrp7GLZiPI_N4kXv12gbERph_tcUbGuuEup4jIi8qUdp9L6WXXlf0smIUd8fOoMml7BNF/s1600-h/craddockboys.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPBUwh_bFXX0OBZGiwjYzZsYMo41xRNV7EiLMD7w_UZvWCZQRErVOYYZ4DJLogp-lwyK_SNl6Lrp7GLZiPI_N4kXv12gbERph_tcUbGuuEup4jIi8qUdp9L6WXXlf0smIUd8fOoMml7BNF/s400/craddockboys.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130573670678880402&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could the unknown pair be my grandma Mattie and her big brother? Is there any reason why it couldn&#39;t be them? Please share your opinions, gut-feelings, and/or educated guesses in the comments or on your blog. Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;&quot; &gt;Edited to add Craddock Boys collage, 06 Nov 2007.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;Endnotes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1] 1910 U.S. census, Patrick County, Virginia, population schedule, Dan River, p. 15b, dwelling 258, family 258, digital image, &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Ancestry.com&lt;/span&gt; (http://www.ancestry.com : accessed 1 November 2007); citing NARA microfilm T624, roll 1640. The only evidence we have that a 6th child probably existed is the 1910 census in which the number of children reported born to Dora Craddock is 3, and the number of children reported still living is 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[2] Ron Playle, &quot;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.playle.com/postcards.html#realphoto&quot;&gt;How to Identify Real Photo Postcards&lt;/a&gt;,&quot; &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Playle&#39;s Auction Mall&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[3] &quot;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.wisconsinhistory.org/museum/collections/online/&quot;&gt;Online Collections: The Children&#39;s Clothing Collection&lt;/a&gt;,&quot; &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.wisconsinhistory.org/&quot;&gt;Wisconsin Historical Society&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &quot;Off-white cotton girl&#39;s dress, dropped waist with pin tucked bodice, c. 1905.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadpeopleblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8669229164387265829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2414282016027907318/8669229164387265829' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414282016027907318/posts/default/8669229164387265829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414282016027907318/posts/default/8669229164387265829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadpeopleblog.blogspot.com/2007/11/calling-all-historical-photo.html' title='Calling all historical photo enthusiasts'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-xZz6scDbuondXmH6qmwrqdxeJaIsaGZzzUeRxLB97Ozh_lirRYfs9DUXJVpleNDnu3S3RurazSOTZNIATTbkAB4Dp4_JrTDDal1saBVRbYVLBcTc9BooS46wh0ygNoOWDOqtebJutrAU/s72-c/craddockchildren.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2414282016027907318.post-5054631530363213796</id><published>2007-11-02T08:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T15:06:14.460-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="libraries"/><title type='text'>Taming the WorldCat</title><content type='html'>When &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.worldcat.org/&quot;&gt;WorldCat&lt;/a&gt; first launched, I remember thinking it would be even better if users could save search results for future reference, and now we can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.worldcat.org/news/&quot;&gt;Make a list or two (or 20!)&lt;/a&gt; @ WorldCat.org&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started two bibliography &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.worldcat.org/profiles/leeanders/lists&quot;&gt;lists&lt;/a&gt; today, and found the new features intuitive and easy to work with, but to take full advantage, read over the &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.oclc.org/worldcat/help/en/lists/&quot;&gt;help page&lt;/a&gt;.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadpeopleblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5054631530363213796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2414282016027907318/5054631530363213796' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414282016027907318/posts/default/5054631530363213796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414282016027907318/posts/default/5054631530363213796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadpeopleblog.blogspot.com/2007/11/taming-worldcat.html' title='Taming the WorldCat'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2414282016027907318.post-5569279818576786345</id><published>2007-10-31T12:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T17:14:47.613-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="special occasions"/><title type='text'>Happy Halloween, Everyone!</title><content type='html'>I also want to take this opportunity to thank &lt;a href=&quot;http://appledoesntfallfar2.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Apple&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://kinexxions.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Becky&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.genealogue.com/&quot;&gt;Chris&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://geneablogie.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Craig&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.moultriecreek.us/family/&quot;&gt;Denise&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://creativegene.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Jasia&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://footnotemaven.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Maven&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://ancestories1.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Miriam&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://randysmusings.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Randy&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.stephendanko.com/blog/&quot;&gt;Steve&lt;/a&gt; for such a warm welcome back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all! You are the greatest! And now, let&#39;s go trick or treating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;355&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/sYFfOJPMnsw&amp;rel=1&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;wmode&quot; value=&quot;transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/sYFfOJPMnsw&amp;rel=1&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; wmode=&quot;transparent&quot; width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;355&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadpeopleblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5569279818576786345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2414282016027907318/5569279818576786345' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414282016027907318/posts/default/5569279818576786345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414282016027907318/posts/default/5569279818576786345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadpeopleblog.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-halloween-everyone.html' title='Happy Halloween, Everyone!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2414282016027907318.post-1992078766834457780</id><published>2007-10-30T08:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2017-05-08T22:05:22.559-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="newspapers"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="obscure sources"/><title type='text'>Getting the dish in a little known source</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnmRTdiBNGUnDLrEUWl0PvtsTkoXIDLJQKsW0Qnan0d6_JpItVcAOpFPfTliQIC4vGjWCOzLhU7a54jml8TRHcfO7aRlg1yyDzGYzHP0_cSJYgN86vOSvhj-V6jir1dgd_QfsoeuT-GjXz/s1600-h/stroller1958.jpg&quot; onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127105651796523410&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnmRTdiBNGUnDLrEUWl0PvtsTkoXIDLJQKsW0Qnan0d6_JpItVcAOpFPfTliQIC4vGjWCOzLhU7a54jml8TRHcfO7aRlg1yyDzGYzHP0_cSJYgN86vOSvhj-V6jir1dgd_QfsoeuT-GjXz/s320/stroller1958.jpg&quot; style=&quot;cursor: pointer; float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Two months ago, I was hired to make photocopies of &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;The Stroller&#39;s Cook Book&lt;/span&gt;, a supplement our local newspaper &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.goupstate.com/&quot;&gt;The Spartanburg Herald-Journal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (originally, &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;The Spartanburg Herald&lt;/span&gt;) has published annually since July 1958.&lt;br /&gt;
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I hadn&#39;t seen one of these cook books in years, and didn&#39;t know before taking the assignment what a family history gold mine they can be. Years 1958 to 1985 later, I can attest to it.&lt;br /&gt;
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To give you an example, a story on page 2 of the 1958 edition, &quot;Cooking For Big Family Easy,&quot; explains in some detail how Mrs. Kirk NEELY, a former home economics major at &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.winthrop.edu/&quot;&gt;Winthrop&lt;/a&gt;, manages to feed a family of 10 every day. Even better, the half-page article is accompanied by a photograph of Mrs. Neely frosting a cake as 7 of her 8 children watch from the sidelines: Beth, 12, Mamie Louise, 4, Lawton, 9, Kirk Jr., 14, Bob, 8, Jeslyn, 6 and Bill, 10 (Baby Katherine is not shown).&lt;br /&gt;
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And here&#39;s a humorous little piece from page 18 of the same edition.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 130%;&quot;&gt;Methods Of Housewives Mystify Kin Of Spartan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Dr. Ralph LEWIS, father of Mrs. H. B. BAGWELL, Jr. of West View, probably wonders about the ways of women when it comes to practicing the culinary arts.&lt;br /&gt;
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Dr. Lewis, who is a medical missionary in Thailand, found himself in the position one day of having to go to the store to buy a chicken for Mrs. Lewis to roast.&lt;br /&gt;
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Not familiar with such things as buying groceries, Dr. Lewis was stumped when he was asked by the butcher if he wanted the chicken whole or cut up. Thinking it would be easier to prepare when it is already cut up, Dr. Lewis decided to take the cut up chicken.&lt;br /&gt;
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When he returned home, Mrs. Lewis threw up her hands in dismay and explained to her husband that you just don&#39;t roast a cut up chicken.&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;Well that&#39;s easy to remedy,&quot; a somewhat upset Dr. Lewis asserted, &quot;I&#39;ll just sew it together.&quot; The medical missionary proceeded to do just that.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mrs. Lewis baked the children but what probably puzzles Dr. Lewis about the ways of a woman is that after it was finished, Mrs. Lewis put it on a platter and then told him, &quot;Now cut it up.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Shaking his head in puzzlement, the good doctor nevertheless cut up the parts of the chicken he had so laboriously sewn together.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;The Stroller&#39;s Cook Book&lt;/span&gt; has become a tradition people here look forward to each year, but I don&#39;t know how much popularity, if any, newspaper inserts like the &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Stroller&lt;/span&gt; have enjoyed in other cities and towns. So, you might find it&#39;s something worth looking into, and then again, you might not.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Image and article used by permission of The Spartanburg Herald-Journal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadpeopleblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1992078766834457780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2414282016027907318/1992078766834457780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414282016027907318/posts/default/1992078766834457780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414282016027907318/posts/default/1992078766834457780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadpeopleblog.blogspot.com/2007/10/getting-dish-in-little-known-source.html' title='Getting the dish in a little known source'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnmRTdiBNGUnDLrEUWl0PvtsTkoXIDLJQKsW0Qnan0d6_JpItVcAOpFPfTliQIC4vGjWCOzLhU7a54jml8TRHcfO7aRlg1yyDzGYzHP0_cSJYgN86vOSvhj-V6jir1dgd_QfsoeuT-GjXz/s72-c/stroller1958.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2414282016027907318.post-7468808477194901753</id><published>2007-10-26T09:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T17:15:37.404-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="genealogy carnival"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="genetic genealogy"/><title type='text'>Was Grandma stepping out, or what?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Morning, Aunt Elsie. How you doing today? Good, I&#39;m glad to hear it. You got a minute? OK, well, the DNA results are in. I know, it did seem like it was gonna take forever. Uhm...well...the news ain&#39;t great. Yep, you guessed it--no matches to anyone in the TURNER surname group. Yeah, I was disappointed too. But listen, we do have some matches...uhm...outside the TURNER group.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;&quot; &gt;Murphy&#39;s Law Applied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the beginning, the TURNER branch has represented a challenge for us. Missing marriage records, no recorded wills, contradictory data stemming from the records that do exist...In other words, name the problem, and we&#39;ve probably encountered it. That&#39;s why we enlisted the help of my uncle H. To make a long story short, however, let&#39;s just say, whatever can go wrong will go wrong, and H. TURNER is now a member of the MILLS surname group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally, the first thing I did was contact the representatives of Uncle H&#39;s exact matches, but they can&#39;t explain it any better than we can. So, instead of the answers we were hoping for, we&#39;re left with yet another question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;&quot; &gt;Nothing But the Truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle H is the 5th of 6 children born to John Crisenbery TURNER (1895-1958) and his second wife Mattie Helen CRADDOCK (1903-1966).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John is the 2nd of 3 children born to William Lee TURNER (1840-1896) and his (much younger) second wife Genarie T. CHANDLER (1873-1930).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William is the 1st of 5 children born to Eli TURNER (~1819-1902) and his (by all but one account, older) first wife Mary WILLIAMS (~1815-1878). &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;In my inexpert opinion, and based on reasons I won&#39;t go into right now, William&#39;s birth presents what I consider the first real opportunity for a non-paternity event.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eli is probably the son of John TURNER (~1789-?). &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Aside from circumstantial evidence that favors John, there&#39;s nothing to say Eli couldn&#39;t be the son of a MILLS. Let&#39;s face it, I wasn&#39;t trying to build that case, and even though I try to keep an open mind in these matters, I could&#39;ve missed something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And John is our true mystery man. We don&#39;t know who his parents were or what part of North Carolina he was born in, and if he has a connection to any other TURNER, thus far, it has gone undetected. &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;My bet is on him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;&quot; &gt;Where To From Here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I&#39;ve recovered from the initial shock, my next step is to thoroughly examine the information our newly discovered cousins have been kind enough to share. Although at first glance, our two families appear to have nothing in common, not even a location, further study could find the answer lurking in there somewhere. And after that...well...I simply don&#39;t know.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadpeopleblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7468808477194901753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2414282016027907318/7468808477194901753' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414282016027907318/posts/default/7468808477194901753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414282016027907318/posts/default/7468808477194901753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadpeopleblog.blogspot.com/2007/10/was-grandma-stepping-out-or-what.html' title='Was Grandma stepping out, or what?'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2414282016027907318.post-3101729518399318584</id><published>2007-10-25T11:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T15:05:26.245-05:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="books"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="genealogy"/><title type='text'>Second mouse gets the cheese</title><content type='html'>While gathering links for the previous entry, I noticed Elizabeth Shown Mills&#39; &lt;a type=&quot;amzn&quot; asin=&quot;0806317817&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;Evidence Explained: Citing History Sources from Artifacts to Cyberspace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (hardcover) is now available at Amazon.com for considerably less ($38.81 as of today) than this early bird paid. The book also qualifies for free Super Saving Shipping.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadpeopleblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3101729518399318584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2414282016027907318/3101729518399318584' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414282016027907318/posts/default/3101729518399318584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414282016027907318/posts/default/3101729518399318584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadpeopleblog.blogspot.com/2007/10/second-mouse-gets-cheese.html' title='Second mouse gets the cheese'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2414282016027907318.post-7843831157948706492</id><published>2007-10-24T22:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T11:53:07.755-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="genealogy"/><title type='text'>A lot of things different</title><content type='html'>Who of us has no regrets, nothing we would change if given half a chance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genealogically speaking, there&#39;s a lot of things I&#39;d do different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;d start when I was younger. My biggest regret is that I never had the chance to talk to my grandma&#39;s brother. He died in 1994, and I never even met him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;d buy a book on day one, a &lt;a type=&quot;amzn&quot; search=&quot;genealogy how to&quot; category=&quot;books&quot;&gt;genealogy how-to book&lt;/a&gt; like George Morgan&#39;s &lt;a type=&quot;amzn&quot; asin=&quot;007223170X&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;How to Do Everything with Your Genealogy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, and I&#39;d read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;d commit to &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;one&lt;/span&gt; piece of genealogy software--&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.legacyfamilytree.com/&quot;&gt;Legacy&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.rootsmagic.com/&quot;&gt;Rootsmagic&lt;/a&gt;, etc. They&#39;re not all the same, granted, but they&#39;re not all that different either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;d document everything, from the size of Grandpa&#39;s shoe to &lt;a type=&quot;amzn&quot; asin=&quot;0806317817&quot;&gt;the source that it came from&lt;/a&gt;, and I&#39;d &lt;a type=&quot;amzn&quot; asin=&quot;157008887X&quot;&gt;do it right&lt;/a&gt; the first time, every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;d buy a bigger hard drive, and save myself some floor space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;&quot;Yes, I&#39;d do a lot of things different.&quot;&lt;/span&gt; I think we all would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;The title, A Lot of Things Different, and the next to last line comes from an old &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.stlyrics.com/songs/b/billanderson10232/lotofthingsdifferent458857.html&quot;&gt;Bill Anderson song&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mSwqHz916Jc&quot;&gt;reintroduced to the public&lt;/a&gt; in 2002 by Kenny Chesney.&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadpeopleblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7843831157948706492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2414282016027907318/7843831157948706492' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414282016027907318/posts/default/7843831157948706492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414282016027907318/posts/default/7843831157948706492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadpeopleblog.blogspot.com/2007/10/lot-of-things-different.html' title='A lot of things different'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2414282016027907318.post-2801156169587209674</id><published>2007-10-24T08:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T05:35:51.188-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The mistress of erratic is back</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;She&#39;s a bit skittish, that one. She&#39;s as apt to bolt and run as she is to write.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet another &lt;del&gt;genealogy&lt;/del&gt; blog... Will this one last, you ask. In the immortal words of the late &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.bartleby.com/66/0/30000.html&quot;&gt;Aldous Huxley&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&quot;Consistency is contrary to nature, contrary to life. The only completely consistent people are the dead.&quot;&lt;/span&gt; A comforting thought, yes?</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deadpeopleblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2801156169587209674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/2414282016027907318/2801156169587209674' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414282016027907318/posts/default/2801156169587209674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2414282016027907318/posts/default/2801156169587209674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deadpeopleblog.blogspot.com/2007/10/mistress-of-erratic-is-back.html' title='The mistress of erratic is back'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>