The Happy Homemaker

I am afflicted with an addiction to genealogy. It is an inherited condition passed on from my paternal grandfather, to my mother, to myself. (DO you want me to draw my tree? Ahnentafel #’s 3 and 6 are the guilty parties!)

It started with trying to see if I am related to someone famous. Then I just wanted to see how far back my mother got. Then it expanded to wanting to fill in the blanks of our family tree. Now I want more, MORE! I want census records, pictures, wills, land grants, and military records. I want a book on all my ancestors. It gets scary as you go through your ancestor’s cousins descendants. You realize that person you hated all of your life in school might be your 6th cousin. Even worse, you might have dated your 6th cousin! I haven’t found things like that yet.

Genealogy makes the hours pass by quickly. Movies, internet, television seem boring by comparison.

Yes, genealogy is in my veins. I still have so much to learn and I am impressed by my mother’s work. I feel guilty that I took it for granted. Her work must be passed on to someone or it will be lost. I hope my generation will continue her work and learn about our family to pass on to our children. Ancestry.com is more fun than facebook! You are looking at people’s records. I feel like a detective!