Monday, September 17, 2018

It's that time again





The fires in my area are almost gone - still, some smoke in the air as we move into my favorite time of the year, Autumn. This is the time of year, I like to start digging into my genealogy. The break gives me time to go back and reevaluate my findings.

My half-brother showed some interest in our father's lineage so I started a facebook group for just our families - it is their INTRODUCTION to our Family Tree. It's fun for me to share, but I am afraid they are not as passionate as I am. Only one of my nieces has done her DNA. Her father manages it and she has not updated the newest Ancestry Data that just came out.

I updated mine - and things did change. The updated one matches more of what I knew; with the exception of Norway.  (Still can't figure that one out) The Scandinavian is hidden within Ireland and Scotland and Northwest Europe.



The older one:




I remember being shocked - Italy and Greece and the Iberian Peninsula???





I'm pleased. Many are not. What about you?




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Sunday, February 18, 2018

The Grandparents

Marion Frances Gragg



While we wait...PATIENTLY,  for the results of my step-daughters DNA, she asked her Mom for what she knew about her bio family. Apparently, her mom's parents had died when she was a teenager and she went to live with an aunt and uncle. So Char gave me the names and birthdates of both the mom and the dad.

I couldn't wait to look it all up - I found her Mom. Easy peasy. However, Dad was not showing up as the name she gave me.


Max Harris


To not keep you in suspense I found out that the father before he married the mom, had been a guest on Alcatraz Island. Served his time - Got out - changed his name and married the mom. I have no idea if Char's mom knew or even if Marion Gragg knew.

I haven't shared the news yet with Char - I think she'll get a kick out of it; as I did. Funny that the only photo of good old granddad is his mugshot from Alcatraz.









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Thursday, January 25, 2018

the gift that keeps giving (to me)




This past Christmas, I gave my children, the gift that keeps giving (to me) They each were given their Ancestry DNA kit. I knew if I left it up to them, I'd be dead before they would be interested.
And yeah...it is mostly for me.

My step-daughter sent hers in already, however with my sons I will have to practically sit on top of them to get their spit! They are interested in their heritage and nothing else. I guess I am going to have to get them over here with the promise of a home-cooked dinner before I can get their DNA.

So I wait...




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Stay at home Mom to 1 dog and 2 cats. I am the "big sister" in the photo. My baby sister, passed away unexpectedly, Sept. 2015 at the young age of 56. I miss her terribly. Everyone in my childhood family has now passed. I have 3 sons. My oldest son died in 2003 at the age of 25. I am not LDS. I do enjoy History and GENEALOGY has become my hobby and my passion.