I pass this sign at the end of the road where I work every weekday, twice per day. It states that Mark Twain’s grandparent’s settled
10 Jan 1988 is one of the three most important days of my life. It was the day that my oldest, my son was born.
This morning, as I looked out of my sunroom, I saw the moon hanging in the sky. You could see it’s very dark shape and
I have decided to post a few life lessons from the first 50 years of my life. I will try to do 50. I never
I have been working a bit on the Contorchick/McCombie family tree. Every time I open the tree and see Pap’s picture, sitting on his porch
Just like her husband Roy McCombie, Margaret Logan has very cut-and-dry genealogy research. It consists of only four census entries, a marriage record and her