PMK
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My wife does family geneology for her family and mine. She has done this for a long time.
Her family records are kind of short as many Irish stuff has been lost.
My family though goes pretty far back, with reasonable accuracy and many others involved besides my wife.
So for many years, it was always cool knowing I am related to President John Adams and President John Quincy Adams.
This past October, the wife and I drove back to New England for my long time friends, oldest sons wedding.
The trip allowed me to visit family that still lives in Mass, plus friends.
Months prior to leaving, I told my wife, we could take several days where she could do geneology research while in New England. With that, she extended our Northward trek into Maine. We went to various old cemetaries on cold, windy, rainy days. Even attended a guided tour where a scholar discussed the markings and meanings of phrases on centuries old grave stones. Learned why old graves face East and more.
BUT, the cool part, we visited the old jail in York Maine. The folks there were awesome, but stepped it up a notch when they learned I was a grandson to one of the jailkeepers from centuries ago. They stepped it up enough, letting my wife know for her records, but also thought it cool I was there, since this great, great, great and more greats, grandfather of mine was the very first Jailkeeper AND hangman of York Maine. The museum and tour even had a reprint of an old court doccet where my grandfather had to give whip lashes to a person, found guilty.
Simply sharing, guess sometimes you never know about your family history unless you research it…
Her family records are kind of short as many Irish stuff has been lost.
My family though goes pretty far back, with reasonable accuracy and many others involved besides my wife.
So for many years, it was always cool knowing I am related to President John Adams and President John Quincy Adams.
This past October, the wife and I drove back to New England for my long time friends, oldest sons wedding.
The trip allowed me to visit family that still lives in Mass, plus friends.
Months prior to leaving, I told my wife, we could take several days where she could do geneology research while in New England. With that, she extended our Northward trek into Maine. We went to various old cemetaries on cold, windy, rainy days. Even attended a guided tour where a scholar discussed the markings and meanings of phrases on centuries old grave stones. Learned why old graves face East and more.
BUT, the cool part, we visited the old jail in York Maine. The folks there were awesome, but stepped it up a notch when they learned I was a grandson to one of the jailkeepers from centuries ago. They stepped it up enough, letting my wife know for her records, but also thought it cool I was there, since this great, great, great and more greats, grandfather of mine was the very first Jailkeeper AND hangman of York Maine. The museum and tour even had a reprint of an old court doccet where my grandfather had to give whip lashes to a person, found guilty.
Simply sharing, guess sometimes you never know about your family history unless you research it…