Who Do You Think YOU Are?

For decades, I thought I was 50% Swedish and 50% German. Never mind that my maternal grandfather was somehow English. I’m not sure how we overlooked that bit of information, but I continued to believe I was half one ethnicity and half another long after I should have known better. I started my genealogical exploration…

Are You My Ancestor?

Along the same lines as my proposed TV show Name That Ancestor, I have a book idea. It’s a take off of the children’s book Are You My Mother? In this time machine fantasy series, we could go back to the date a picture in our collection was taken and ask each of the subjects,…

National Coffee Day

Today we at Where 2 Look 4 Ancestors are holding our mugs high to celebrate that wonderful elixir of life, a cuppa Joe, our early morning wake up call, the precious java that helps so many genealogists stay awake in front of their computers. Happy National Coffee Day!

Instant Ancestors

The tongue-in-cheek sign by these cabinet card photographs stopped me in my tracks. I’m sure the antique shop owner thought it would be an attention-grabber. It certainly worked for me. Most of the cards were blank on the back. But this card had been a gift, signed by the sender: I couldn’t leave this lovely…

The Census Mistake that Wasn’t

Something had clearly been erased and a new word written in it’s place. I assumed “farmer” was the erased word. That’s the occupation I most often associated with my 2nd great-grandfather William Penrod CLARKE. And optician? Why would the census taker have written that? William was the second of 11 children born to shoemaker Morgan…