Ring, ring, ring, “hello”, “are you my cousin?” He actually was my cousin. What’s the chance of that? And he has all his Mom and Dad’s computer records. I receive them by way of FedEx the next afternoon. WoW! Fifteen years labor, thousands of hours, vacation trips, thousands of dollars spent, and in my hand. What a gift! There labor of love and devotion, and I will try to honor them by keeping it going. Any reference to Auntie M has nothing to do with a movie about Oz, but only to give credit where credit is due.
The next 24 hours I spend reading over everything. So much stuff, now I have to get this organized. That day Family Tree Maker arrives in the mail. I load up the program and start to work. I don’t think I left the chair for days. With the program comes a trial offer for ancestry.com. I upload my family tree. Then something starts happening. The little green leaf pops up, then another, then hundreds.
To be continued . . .