My love for my Welsh heritage has sent me on a mission to embrace Welsh culture. It is great to know your ancestry, and tracing your family tree is very satisfying. I feel like there needs to be some action taken with the information you find, though, or what is the point in finding it? Now that I have traced my family, and I have taken my DNA test, I know the origins of my forefathers. I am now taking action to learn about some of the traditions of the countries of my heritage in an effort to bring them to life for my generation. Continue reading The Patron Saint of Wales
My grandfather, Glen, was a wonderful man. He was a hard worker, but also knew how to enjoy life. He loved to fish, and was an excellent cook. In his later years, he turned into quite a baker. I spent a lot of time with him when I was growing up, and I observed many admirable qualities. From my grandpa, I learned the value of working hard, yet always leaving time for fun. He is my only grandparent who is no longer living, and I miss him very much. In “Down the Rabbit Trail” I wrote about my grandpa’s great-grandmother, Harriet Losey. I found much information about the Losey family that I had not known before my research. I decided to follow the Losey line further, and when I did, I found some pretty remarkable people. Continue reading Tracing Nobility
Writing about Mary Barret (Dyer) reminded me of another notable Ancestor I have that also immigrated to New England from England in 1635 named William Arnold. It is possible that these two unrelated ancestors of mine sailed on the same ship across the Atlantic, but there are no available records to prove or disprove this. It is known that fifteen ships had arrived near the Massachusetts Bay within a six week period beginning June 4, 1635, but information on these ships and their passengers are very limited. Continue reading Could my Ancestor be the First American Genealogist?
Thinking that I knew all there was to know about my recent generation ancestors, I have been focusing my research on the distant past. Today I unraveled a family secret. My maternal great-great grandfather, William Frederick Holdsworth, was adopted. Continue reading Unraveling the Secret
I had planned a fun family outing for Valentine’s Weekend that I was really looking forward to. My youngest acted up a couple of hours before the event, and I cancelled her and my involvement last minute. The rest of the family went on to have fun, while I and a crying seven year old stayed at home. I was disappointed about not being able to go, and started to feel like I was the one being punished. Then I remembered that I chose to stay home in hopes that my daughter would learn a valuable life lesson. Continue reading A Martyr Ancestor Provides Some Perspective
In “Can You Feel Your Roots?” I spoke of my love of all things Celtic. I grew up fascinated with the Celtic culture, although at the time, I didn’t know why. Growing up, my family culture was predominantly German. I was always a bit uninterested in these ancestors, so I have spent very little time researching them. Recently, however, I have begun to dig into these German roots as well, and have also come to appreciate this side of my DNA. Continue reading Pennsylvania Dutch
I have found great circumstantial evidence suggesting the possibility that Elizabeth Johnston is the mother of my adopted grandfather Dwight Willard, but there are still a few more questions I need answered to increase the confidence of this relationship. Through Ancestry.com I was able to locate a living descendant of Elizabeth, and sent an email asking if they knew:
- When Elizabeth moved to San Francisco
- What happened to Elizabeth’s second daughter (Onita Frances Stewart)
- If any other descendants had taken the Ancestry DNA test.
Knowing the answers to these questions will lead me closer to either proving or disproving the relationship between Elizabeth and Dwight. Continue reading Is Circumstantial Evidence Enough?
Across the world this February 14th, people will be declaring their love for one another. It is something we all do on Valentine’s Day, but have you ever wondered where it all began? In a nutshell, Valentine’s Day originated to honor St. Valentine. I learned, however, that Valentine was not one man, but three different men (all named Valentine) who may have been the St. Valentine eventually honored by the Church. One of these Valentines was a priest who went against Roman rule and performed wedding ceremonies for soldiers. It was thought that unmarried men made better soldiers, so marriage was banned. Valentine went against the rule and married them anyway. Another Valentine was supposedly a saint who fell in love with the daughter of a man holding him prisoner. He wrote a letter, signed “From your Valentine”, thus being the first man ever to write a valentine. Lastly, there was the Valentine who helped Christians escape from Roman prisons, and who was later declared a martyr. Continue reading Day of Love
Although I have had much success in tracing my roots, there is one puzzle that I cannot seem to solve. I began my venture into genealogy in an attempt to solve a family mystery. I have gained much knowledge of my other ancestors, for which I am grateful. The initial person I set out to find, though, remains hidden to me. This mystery woman is my great-grandmother, a woman who was known by two different names. Continue reading Shrouded in Mystery
In digging through my family history, I have come across several of my early ancestors who were in America at the time of the Revolutionary War. Chances are that most of these ancestors were involved in the War in some way. I have found several of my relatives who have applied to Sons of the American Revolution. What I have not found, however, are any applicants to Daughters of the American Revolution. This got me thinking that perhaps I should apply. I really didn’t know much about DAR, so I thought I would inquire. Continue reading Proving Patriots