All of my ancestors are interesting to me: strong women, young widowers, trail blazers, determined farmers, gifted children. I love learning about the ones who overcame obstacles, those who found love, the people who traveled great distances and those who stayed put.

I’m interested in the geography and history that shaped my ancestors’ lives. I love learning about the how and why of their religious beliefs or lack of them. I’m as intrigued by those who lived in poverty as I am by those who made great fortunes.

Images of my ancestors’ handwriting, especially signatures, are among my greatest treasures. My quest for their photographs, letters and diaries is never-ending.

I get emotional when visiting the places my ancestors lived and the places where they were laid to rest. Sometimes I can feel their presence, which is always a moving experience.

Researching my family history isn’t a hobby or even a life-long interest. It feels like a calling, a way to keep the people with whom I share DNA from being lost to time.