Pruning the Tree

I’ve started to “prune” my family tree. I think finding out someone wasn’t who you thought they were flings you out into the stages of grief… even though it was someone who I never met because they died before I was born! DENIAL: Absolutely, the first thing I think is:…

Lies, Lies, and more Lies

I should name my family tree: DYSFUNCTION. So what happens when your impressionable pre-teen watches you move to a new town and go around telling everyone that your husband is dead? He’s not. But maybe you couldn’t afford the divorce? Or maybe you have some kind of religious objection to…

Husband Wanted

I’m trying to find some record for a long-lost cousin. There was a newspaper clipping that looked promising – an obituary for the husband of a woman with the same name. I can’t find anything to link this one to her specifically, but after reading the obituary I really like…