We’re Practically Giving It Away! — 7 Comments

  1. I remember going to a British town to visit the church where my relatives were christened and married. As it was Sunday, we had time to wait until the service was over, so we ambled through the churchyard and came across another relative’s headstone.

  2. Some years ago, I was new to a mail list for a county, and someone posted a query on a couple of unrelated surnames. I knew I had seen them repeatedly in a county history that was on-line, but in a sort of obscure place that did not search easily. I replied to her with the link, and the list of page numbers, and they turned out to be her line. She was thrilled!
    We chatted a little, privately, after that and it turned out that she was a not-too-distant cousin of my own line…. And she had a photo of my great-grandparents, a family photo with all the kids, including a picture of my grandfather as a cocky teenager! She had copies made, and sent them to me. What an incredible ‘payback’ for what I thought was a minor bit of help!

  3. In the 1980s I ordered some back issues of the Irish Ancestor journal.

    In an issue from 1971 I came across an article entitled “Old Parochial Registers of Scotland: References to Parties from Ireland, extracted by Donald Whyte” and checked the list for my Irish family names.

    In it was a reference to a marriage between Thomas Kelly and Mary Orford, from Ireland and Dublin respectively, who married in Kirkcudbright Scotland in 1767.

    This couple were my direct ancestors. How or why they went from Dublin to Kirkcudbright in 1767 to marry I have yet to find out. They are listed in the Irish marriage licence indexes in Dublin for the same time period.

    I was able to order the parish register from FamilySearch and get a copy of the document.

  4. My luckiest find came via a telephone book. We had always learned that our family had a “blacksheep” who ran from his responsibilities in NC to the west. My brother, stationed in OK, flipped through the phonebook and called a number that matched our family name. We got to talking and found out that he was a decendent from our “blacksheep” and he only had rumors to go on – since then, he’s made several trips east and we’ve had the luxury of showing him around his ancestor’s homeplace!