A genealogist is born

Can you help me find out about my Grandfather?

The following story is true, but the names are changed to protect the living.

One night, I was at work, and it was slow, so I was doing some genealogy work on my pc (shhh don't tell the boss)

Well the boss (let's call him Leroy), walks by, and we start talking about genealogy, and how I found my birth family last year.  Well he starts telling me about his family, and how he has all this info on his mom's side, as he grew up knowing her family. Then we get to his father, and well his dad (Lucas), didn't really know his dad (my boss's grandfather).  He asked if I thought I could find out anything about his grandfather.

I was up- to the task, so I asked for his dad's name and date/place of birth and his grandmother's name (his dad's mom).  He wrote it down and away I went.

Within minutes, I had Leroy's dad's birth information, including Leroy's grandfather's name (Charlie). I found both Leroy's grandfather Charlie and his brother, Clifton (with same parents) had ww2 draft records. I then looked on the census records, and found Charlie and Clifton with their parents, Moses and Jane.

Marriage records were searched, more census records, and more names, Frank, Henry, Paul, Lewis, George and Peter.

Within a few hours, and of course between doing my work, I had my boss's family back 10 generations. His family owned property back then, and most all had served in some war, from WWII  back to the civil war and the revolutionary war.  

I took the info to my boss, and he was floored!!!  He asked "you got all that from my dad's name and date of birth?  I told him yes, and while I didn't create a tree for him, I only had my paper notes, I did share the documents I found with him.

Leroy is going to talk to his dad, to see if he is at all interested and may get me to help him further if he needs it.


  Below is the line from Leroy to his 7x great grandfather...

Leroy
Lucas
Charlie  ----- Clifton
Moses
Frank

Henry
Paul
Lewis
George
Peter



I hope Leroy continues the search, and not only shares it with his father, but also his children, so they can know their heritage and that they come from a long line of men, who fought for the country they call home.

My DNA journey

So I'm adopted.  I've known it since I was 7 years old.

The story was this:

My mom got pregnant on her wedding night, and my father said I wasn't his, and he left her.  She had another child who needed her more and she didn't want to see me go with out, so she gave me away.

My adopted mom never (or so she thought) gave me any inkling as to the identity of my father, and I only got tidbits of info on my adopted mother. So my brain went on wild fantasy ideas of where I came from.

I had the idea I was really a child of one of my aunts (adopted mom's sisters),

to

I was really my adopted father's child who he had with another woman, as my adopted mom couldn't have kids,

to

I fell from outer space,

to

I was stolen as a child,

You name it I thought of it.  I had an active imagination.

Fast forward to 2015, and the DNA explosion...

I took the test, and well I didn't belong to my adopted mom's side of the family...dang

Now to find out where I did come from....

And this began my DNA search for my family....

Watch my blog for everything I found from a little bit of spit....

Until next time




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