That was interesting
Posted: 16 Sep 2013, 19:40
Some years ago (10+) I started to put together a family tree for my father's side of the family, did a lot of work pre-computer and some primitive computer stuff, most of which I lost on a computer changeover. I tracked down someone from the Australian branch, who subsequently visited Ireland and I had a little party for him with some of the Irish cousins. After that, by a roundabout route, I spoke on the phone to an Irish second cousin, didn't even know about her, we had a very long chat and she sent me some photos and info about the large San Francisco side of the family. However, dancing was beginning to creep into our life by then, and I gradually did less and less of the family history work. Earlier this year, I went to a genealogy show in Dublin and it was my intention to really try and get back into it this winter.
Fast forward to this afternoon, and there I am ironing away when the phone rings - it was the Irish second cousin (imagine she still had my number) telling me that she was in the town where I live, with one of the San Francisco cousins and would it be ok if they called in! I said I'd be delighted so long as they took me as they found me Raced upstairs and managed to get on some eyeshadow and was just doing the second eyeline when the doorbell rang! Both women had their other halves with them, both very nice men who sat there patiently while us ladies looked at the family tree I drew up years ago - all my papers are really disorganised at this stage - swopped legends about some family history and generally got on really well. These two women are maybe in their early 70s so a few years older than I am and have known each other for 50 years. I hardly knew that the Irish cousin's family existed because there was a severe falling out between her grandfather and mine although I think my father tried to keep in touch in later times.
Definitely something is telling me to get back to the family tree - earlier this year I had contact from two other San Francisco relatives, I think one generation down from myself.
Fast forward to this afternoon, and there I am ironing away when the phone rings - it was the Irish second cousin (imagine she still had my number) telling me that she was in the town where I live, with one of the San Francisco cousins and would it be ok if they called in! I said I'd be delighted so long as they took me as they found me Raced upstairs and managed to get on some eyeshadow and was just doing the second eyeline when the doorbell rang! Both women had their other halves with them, both very nice men who sat there patiently while us ladies looked at the family tree I drew up years ago - all my papers are really disorganised at this stage - swopped legends about some family history and generally got on really well. These two women are maybe in their early 70s so a few years older than I am and have known each other for 50 years. I hardly knew that the Irish cousin's family existed because there was a severe falling out between her grandfather and mine although I think my father tried to keep in touch in later times.
Definitely something is telling me to get back to the family tree - earlier this year I had contact from two other San Francisco relatives, I think one generation down from myself.