My grandparents had a small farm in SW Manitoba and enjoyed raising their young family. Dad was born in 1902 and he had a sister Mary, three years older, and another sister Edna who was one. In January 1907, Edna died from scarlet fever. A year later, another sister was stillborn.
My granddaughters have been learning about their heritage in school. One day my youngest granddaughter took home a paper doll, and her homework was to dress it in clothing that depicted her heritage. Two older granddaughters had to prepare a family tree with pictures of their ancestors.
Continue readingRecently, I was chatting with someone interested in finding information on some of her ancestors listed on her family tree with only the year of birth and the year of death, but she couldn’t find out anything about them.
It reminded me of the poem Linda Ellis wrote entitled. Continue reading
A couple of years ago, I researched my paternal grandmother’s family. I could hardly believe all the things I found out and was able to put together into a digital scrapbook for my children. I called the book “Little Did I Know…” and the opening page went something like this:
“Sitting in history class was a bore! Somewhere in the back of my mind, I recalled my teacher talking about the Battle of Hastings, and for some odd reason, I always remembered the year 1066 but couldn’t remember much else about it. Little did I know the connection it had not only with Europeans but also with my own family!