Twenty five years go by and I travel to Texas to work at Bell Helicopter. My Aunt and Uncle do not live far away so I decide to look them up. I visit with them for four hours and ten minutes, four hours of which they show me the family tree they have been working on. They are so excited because they just found a long lost family member. They take me into the hobby room, which has every horizontal surface lined with family tree pages. A file cabinet full of paper, and stories of trips they have taken to find stuff. They devoted years to the project, It’s all coming back to me.
Fifteen years go by and I’m thinking, I’ll just give them a call. Not in the book. 411 no help. I have no idea how to contact anyone on that side of the family.
To be continued . . .