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Thursday, September 29, 2011

I'M BACK

My Dear Readers
Since I last wrote to you, I have started my training for helping with Historical Records at familysearch.org.  There is a lot of technical stuff and knowing how to get around the various sites and the attitude to take with patrons.  And we have homework!!! I think it was in my Facebook profile that I put "I am a lifelong learner!" and now I have to put my money where my mouth is.  Last week I also learned about doing Hungarian genealogy:  It is hard!  However, I'm sticking to it and also Norwegian (which is not so urgent).  Because of volunteer indexers (people who transcribe documents so we can read them), there are a lot more collections becoming available.  Both familysearch.org and ancestry.com have programs where people can volunteer to index.

Concerning my birth families, my brother in Ontario spoke with the Children's Aid Society there and they said there is nothing new, although their records were supposed to be opened a long time ago.  You can go to the Ontario Adoption Registry site and register with them if you were adopted in Ontario or live(ed) there and put up a child for adoption. 

Friday, September 23, 2011

MORE ADVENTURES

Got an email from a friend in the town where I used to live about  ahve hour from here and she had met a lady who lived in my building who wanted help with finding her ancestors.  Finally got to meet the lady yesterday and we spent a couple of hours at the computer and found things that made us both happy - moreso her.  It's a great feeling to be able to put that ahah! moment of glee on someone's face - to be part of their wonderful journey! 


Finished my "How to Start a Blog" PowerPoint presentation for the Family History Center Conference in October and have signed up for a few classes on the Saturday.  I start my training for FamilySearch historical records on Monday.

One of my cousins in Ontario (Hilda who compiled the original McCaw Family History book) just came back from a trip to Ireland with her daughter and saw where her ancestors had lived.  She wrote a nice long email telling us all about it and I gave her a shout and we talked on the phone about it.  What a wonderful opportunity!! 

Stewart's book has gone to the publisher (AuthorHouse) and he has ordered copies.  Can't wait to see the cover and hold it in my hand and see my name in print as editor.  I want to read it as a "consumer" and not think about editing.

That's it for this time.

Sunday, September 18, 2011

NEW ADVENTURES

Genealogy calls.  Busy busy busy.  Happy happy happy.  Had an unexpected visit from someone and we worked on her genealogy on Ancestry.com and FamilySearch. what a joy to find documents and go over them and fin out exactly where her grandfather was born.  Watched Who Do You Think You Are? last night - Kim Cattral.  What a sad past story and a wonderful present story!  Bringing families together is such a blessing. 

Would you beieve I have homework before my first training session? Also got my syllabus for the whole 5-week training.  Back to school in September!!  New notebook and legible writing - both new resolutions (by the end of the class, it MAY be less legible and neat in the interest of getting everything down before I forget and go on to something else.    How did I ever get through university?  My professors were forever having to bring me back to the center point of the exercise.  One told me that I was like Don Quixote - jumping on my horse and riding off in all directions.  Well, in genealogy, this can come in handy.  We need not be afraid to explore a new path.  If we hit a dead end, we can follow another one.  My motto is that all roads lead to "Rome" in the end, especially when it comes to computer searches.

Friday, September 16, 2011

FamilySearch

Boy - there is a lot to learn for being a supporson for familysearch.org but it is so much fun because it also help me in my own personal research and for people I'm helping. That's why I've been negletful of you, my faithful readers.  I've been getting acquai with Historical Records, as instructed by my mentors at familysearch in preparation for the first training classes starting in 9 days.  If you register as a public user, you can access images and documents that were previously unavailable to the general public. There are research courses, Wiki articles, and Community Forums - all free!  Take a tour and comment on this post and tell me what you think.

Monday, September 12, 2011

Busy times at my desk yesterday and today. Finished a PowerPoint presentation for our Family History Center Conference and then my handout for the Syllabus. A big job, since it was done from scratch and learn-as-you-go. For example, I found out that, when my laptop is hooked up to a display screen, I can just hit the Windows symbol key and “p” and options will appear to display on both computer and screen, or on only one or the other. Who knew? Plus I have been working on a new request to find family history for a friend. And today I got a request for a sister-in-law to email some info I had. I checked on ancestry.com and discovered more little green leaves (hints) than were previously there. I couldn’t resist and started to check into some of them, but the task proved to be monumental, so I emailed and invited some family members to help. Also, I’m reorganizing my workspace and putting together odd bits of information; for instance, I have man typed and handwritten papers containing websites. They all need to be gathered into a form that I can put my hands on quickly (Irish, English, Scottish, Canadian provinces’ headstones, etc. So…that’s my exciting weekend so far and, yes, I do have a life outside doing this – a couple of girlfriends in for a visit last night.

STILL LOOKING


Still working on Hungarian stuff. It’s intriquing. Internet Genealogy online resources has put out 25 website for Austro-Hungarian genealogy.

TESTING

Got my computer memory/speed tested and me tested for proficiency in basic computer skills. I need to get a computer headset with mic – will be better for Skype, although the mic in my HP laptop is excellent (when I move away, there is a definite change in volume). Yay – I get to go shopping for geek stuff – my favorite thing to do, other than shopping for crochet yarn. Taking a break today – may I show you a pic or two of my little Billie the budgie, who is about 2 and a half months old instead?

DUCKS AND HUNGARIAN ROOTS

This is a pic of ducks on the lake in Mt. Tremblant, Quebec. Well, one duck. The rest are following. My ducks are getting lined up nicely. Got all my papers signed Sunday and they will be faxed to Utah today so I can start my 5-week course the end of Sept. Some more questions to be asked and my computer to be checked for high-speed connection, Skype capability, etc. then I’m good to go. Classes are on Skype. Isn’t technology wonderful? I’m relieved I don’t have to go out in the evening anymore, which means I can either get out in the daytime more if the weather is good and I will also have more time to spend learning all this new stuff. My French abilities are in demand too, I’m told. (My accent is decidedly Quebec-Canadienne, though. What does all this have to do with Hungarian roots, you say? Nothing at all. Just thinking on the keyboard.
Now to Hungary. I have run up against a brick wall researching Hungarian roots for someone. I had found some people on Ancestry.ca and saved immigration records, but hadn’t taken a look at the original image, other than to read the typewritten indexed part. I did save the image to that person, however, and thought I should take another look. I pumped the image up to 200% and had to use my magnifying glass, but I found, near the end of the line on which my person’s name was written, a handwritten memo that my person was coming to “visit” his brother in New Jersey. I looked up the brother, and he had come over 6 months earlier with his wife to visit a cousin with another name. Don’t know if the cousin is hers or his. Her maiden name isn’t given, but now I have the cousin to look up and the wife with perhaps the cousin’s last name, or it could lead to her maiden name. Records in Hungary, I’ve found are hard to find and I want to research why as well. So I have work to do – or fun play – :) . Sometimes I get lazy and sometimes I just plain forget because I’m following another track, but it pays to slow down and read original documents thoroughly. I have done indexing myself, and I know that only the basic information is typed out, so please take a second look. You may find a treasure or two like I did. It’s a new learning experience every day in this genealogy quest. Is it dedication or addiction? A little (or a lot) of both, I suspect. Happy hunting out there!

CLOSING DOORS AND OPENING WINDOWS

Sadness ruled my day as I realized I had to cancel evening activities because of lung problems. One of those was volunteering at the Family History Center as a Family History Consultant. I love helping others with their genealogy and I would miss it tremendously. Then, Wed. night, I saw a poster asking for people to work at home doing the same thing AND working on the familysearch.org Wikki and Facebook page and Blog – just some of the possibilities. I made the call, got the info, and was accepted and enrolled in classes for the end of September. Now the final stages: checking my computer and getting papers signed and background checks, etc. I am SOOO relieved and grateful to still be able to serve without endangering my health. I was told that there are many like me with multiple health issues who could not otherwise serve. Now we can use our skills and spend time at our computers and meet and work with some wonderful people. Staying home doesn’t have to mean isolation from the world. As a senior, I can’t stress enough the importance of staying in touch with the outside world. Computers are a way to do that – they can open a window on the world. I have to say I have contact with some ladies in the building and we get together every Monday night and I do go out in the daytime. In bad weather, a Wii Fit Plus helps get the kinks out. I am SO looking forward to this new learning experience and I will be able to share daily with all of you, having more to share. And speaking of sharing, I was able to type in some French Wed. night for a lady whose ancestor was born in France. I found some sights for her and she was able to have the pages translated automatically on Internet Explorer and take it from there. One person at a time, one ancestor at a time, we march on.

WEEKEND TRIP


hoodoos (hard stone top and eroded sandstone underneath)
Just came back from a weekend in Writing-On-Stone provincial park with some friends. What a peaceful place! I met a girl whose people come from somewhere near Bancroft, Ontario. Does anyone know the name Hitchcock from there – the town is Opa or Oopa? Gotta get out the Gazeteer or Google it. I’m going to the Family History Center tomorrow night, so should have something to report. Meantime, I hope everyone is preparing for the long weekend in Canada (Labour Day Weekend) and then back to school.

EPISODE 16: TRADING INFORMATION


My older sister called from Ontario this week and told me she had found a paper in an old album with lots of information in it on people that I hadn’t seen yet. I took down all the information and will add it to ancestry.com when I get some time away from editing and weekend fun. I start back at the Family History Center next Wednesday and will be there for four hours, which will be a good time to get caught up if we don’t have patrons. If we do, I can finish it at home
Getting back to my sister, I hadn’t realized she didn’t have all the information Stewart and I had put up on the website, so I sent her the link to our Google Docs site where she could download the whole thing.
Today, the final touches were put on Stewart’s Memoirs and the price for the book and ebook has been established. Next step: publication. As Stewart’s editor, I am so pleased and excited. It has been a long process and SO rewarding for us both. I have connected with another member of the family in a meaningful way and the whole experience has enriched both our lives. Just another reason why doing family history is something to think about if you haven’t gotten started yet.

UP THE GARDEN PATH

If one is not careful, one can be led up the garden path. Remember that friend that I said had Dutch origins? Turns out she comes from a hardy Norwegian and German line. A little more digging and a little more attention to detail produced better results. The rest will come from her more detailed information.

FOUND ANOTHER RELATIVE

I got an email yesterday from a woman in Utah who used to live here in Alberta who saw my name connected with one of her relatives. She wanted to know how I was connected to her. I did a little digging (she was a distant (5th generation) relative – the wife of an uncle of, etc. Turns out that her people grew up in the same area in Ontario as my birth father’s and also my adoptive parents. We will know more as we correspond.
The galley proofs of Stewart’s Memoirs have come by email with instructions for going through them and sending in any changes. It displays just as they will print it. Also the front and back covers, and the printing on the spine. It will be paperback and will also be available as an ebook. It will be sold by and all those stores where you can buy in paperback or ebook, i.e. Amazon, etc.

FRIENDS

This morning I got the idea of putting in a friend’s name on ancestry.com and familysearch.org. Lo and behold – my friend has Dutch ancestry – like me- only she is pure Dutch! Can’t wait to chat with her later today! I don’t think she knows, otherwise she would have mentioned it when I said my mother’s side was Dutch. How wonderful to help someone find their roots! (Of course, I may be totally off here, but the name is not common – even in the Netherlands. I will let you know.

EPISODES 14 AND 15 PLUS SOME IINTERESTING STUFFODDS N ENDS

The ancestry Insider is a publication that I signed up for when I joined ancestry.com.  They have been doing write-ups lately of the new Family Search website.  www.familysearch.org is available to the public for research and access is free.  However, the www.new.familysearch.org, previuosly available only to lds members, will soon be available to the public.  According to the Rootsmagic webinars, they need to update their servers or something like that to be able to handle the huge amount of traffic they are anticipating.
Familysearch and ancestry.com have been working together so that we can have access to many records.  Without paying anything, we all have access to search for ancestors on either site.  However, one needs to join ancestry.com to be able to download actual documents.  If they have been digitized, some of the information (but not all) can be seen.

Rootsmagic, which is the genealogy software that I use, works hand in hand with familysearch as well.  There may be information on familysearch to add into the family tree.  It is good to have some form of software.  Personal Ancestral File is free and can be downloaded from www.familysearch.org/eng/paf/
Most of the genealogy software sells for around 30 dollars – one-time charge that includes updates and familysearch has a list of ones that work with their software. Whichever your choose, it is a good idea to have something on your computer – not just on ancestry.com or other online family tree sites because then it is saved if the site goes down or your computer blows a gasket from all that searching your ancestors activity. See you next time.

EPISODE 15

My sister called yesterday – the one that lives here not far from me.  We will plan a visit when she gets mobile and can come to the city.  She is working on a scrapbook of the family history.  She is 20-some years younger than me (from the third “Batch”) and therefore, not as much in common as I have with the oldest sister, who is nearer my age…and Bill, who is exactly the same age.
My cousin Stewart and I are both exhausted from working on The Book and now are waiting for the rewards.  Also waiting for our articles to come out in magazines.  Stewart, however, having caught the writing bug, is working on some fictional stories and he has sent me some.  They are hilarious!!!   As for me, I am getting back to tracking my family history through ancestry.com and working on a presentation for Family History Conference in October on how to start a blog.
I’m told there are more siblings out there, but I haven’t developed relationships with all the ones I know about yet, so am not actively looking.  Of course, if someone finds me, I am open to it.
I have four sets of ancestors to work on – two branches of my adoptive family (Daniels and Peever) and my birth father’s family (McCaw) and my birth mother’s family (not named out of respect for my birth mother, who is still alive).

EPISODE 14

Oops.  At the end of Episode 13, I promised you a couple of interesting stories about my mother’s side of the family.  My oldish memory is to blame and, besides, I had other stories more recent to tell you.  This story is about King Edward (Longshanks) of England [His rival was William Wallace, better known as Braveheart (or Mel Gibson for you moviegoers)].  Seems he had a mistress (just one, you say?)  She was one of his wife’s handmaidens (or so the story goes). Her name was “Corona” and she named her illegitimate daughter Lucy.  Lucy Corona married William Debaguly.  This all happened in the late 13th century.  The Debaguley name got changed in the 17th century to Bagley.  Sarah Bagley married John Mack (I’ll get back to him another time).  The Mack family line, in the 19th century, married into my mother’s family on her mother’s side.  There – it’s all charted out and up in my hallway.

  Today I talk about Scottish stuff.  since my son David (the big one) was taken to Scotland at a very early age and has dual citizenship, and my grandson Jordan (the little one) was born there, it is only fitting, don’t you think?  Our ancestry is Ulster Scots and the blog  www.mccawscometolife.blogspot.com explains it all. And this is my daughter-in-law Lisa, who is a bonnie Scots lass. 
To round out my Scottish theme, I have a genealogy website for you, which begs the question:  “Who am I and What Have I Done With My Ancestors?”
http://www.powell-pressburger.org/Reviews/45_IKWIG/Mac.html

REMEMBERING

Genealogy has a lot to do with memories – those of others, as well as our own.  I just read of a man whose mother’s alzheimers is progressing and he regrets not listening when she wanted to tell her stories and is trying hard to get them before it is too late.  Our own memories may seem trivial to us, but they can be precious to future generatons.  Today I am thinking of my childhood summers at “the cottage.”  Us kids (cousins) called it “Grandpa’s cottage,” because it was in Bancroft, Ontario, near where his farm was.  I remember rainy days in the big screened-in porch sitting with my cousin busily working in our coloring books while the rain pelted the lake and the brown sand.  It smelled so good and I was content to be in my cousin’s company comparing artistic renderings of ladies in fancy dresses and hats, Roy Rogers and Dale Evans, and lots of animals with colors that our mothers told us were not right.
On sunny days, we would make trenches, castles with moats, and pat, pat, pat the sand into shapes we wanted.  We were artists and princesses who controlled our world with itchy sand in our bathing suits and smelling like sunshine and fishy water.

Reading

I’m in the middle of a book called Away  by Jane Urquhart.  It is a fiction, but includes facts about how choices were made to stay in Ireland, or go to Canada.  Most of the time, the choices were made for them by their landlords.  It also tells of superstitions and how one village copes with a young woman who has gone “away” when an unknown dead man washes ashore. The girl is found lying on the beach beside him with her arm across his chest and thereafter composes songs to him.  Historically, it includes the landing at Grosse Isle, Quebec, and the ships that went on to Picton, Ontario, and Belleville and what happened to them in the new land.

MORE ODD THAN ENDS

Thought I had the final edit done on Memoirs, but formatting where to put photos is a pain. That is not my strong point. Got it sorted and up and running. Had lunch with some lady friends today and we talked about children and grandchildren. My contribution was that I was blessed to have a daughter-in-law who is thoughtful and caring (isn’t it usually the wives who send the cards and make the grandkids say hello???) They are so far away and we’re just getting to know each other. It’s a blessing they are even speaking to me after their visit to Canada when things were in turmoil. Anyway, we all concluded that we are all grateful for what we have and any more would just be icing on the cake.
I am also grateful to have met a cousin in the UK who got me started on blogging and this publishing business. What a time it has been. I think the next project (outside of this blog) will not start until the weather turns bad. I want to enjoy the sun and warmth as much as I can.
I have only given you a short form of my experiences finding my birth families. I have more stories – some sad – some hilarious – and some downright 2-hanky stories. Please comment if you have anything you would like to ask or you can email me at: nsharon2@telus.net. Don’t be shy to ask. Who knows, maybe I can help someone.
My 89-yr-old Ontario, Canada cousin is going to Ireland with her daughter!!! Can you believe it??? My other UK cousin commented: “Bless her little cotton socks.”
In genealogy news: I get The Ancestry Insider by email and they are focusing on the New Family Search. some good info in there. Such as: – the New FamilySearch Tree will soon be a part of www.familysearch.org
Have any of you tried my favorite links on the right-hand sidebar? Mary’s Genealogy Treasures is, in fact, a veritable treasure chest of links and she updates frequently.
I’m looking forward to getting back into the swing of it again when I start back at the Family History Center at the end of August.
Don’t forget – if there’s something I left out of my Episodes that you would like to hear more about, don’t hesitate to ask. I may have left my readers hanging and didn’t follow through.

MUSIC AND MEMORIES

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I finally got back to the Facebook page for my son’s music.  If you would like to hear a good voice, go to that site and have a listen.
Met some sweet and wonderful ladies last night at a get-together. Heard some stories of when the railway came to Alberta only twice a day and it took all day to get anywhere because the passenger cars were coupled to the cattle cars and the train had to stop often to load and unload cattle. there were stories about one and two-room schools and homesteads in the middle of nowhere because the foreman was given the house in the middle of a 10-mile line of train track.
Family stories are important. Get them out of your elders before it’s too late. Future generations will be doing their genealogy and those are the interesting things for them. You may not think that telling a story about your microwave oven would be of interest to anyone, but, let’s face it, do our grandkids know what an 8-track tape is? The world is moving fast.
That’s all for today – have a listen to those tunes on Facebook – it will cheer you.
I can’t get the link to work, so just copy and paste the following link into your address bar.
http://www.facebook.com/pages/David-Reece/213338682042168?sk=app_182222305144028

David

WORK AND PLAY

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Exciting happenings this morning. I have finished a final edit on Stewart’s Memoirs and, after photos are trimmed and properly pixeled, the submission process can begin. Yes, my cousin Stewart in the UK, with whom I have been working on our website/blog www.mccawscometolife.blogspot.com, has written a very entertaining little book. Stewart is a storyteller and I’ve enjoyed the editing process (mostly). We have been encouraging each other throughout the blog/book process and this blog is getting my own writer’s juices flowing. After all, I have read and taught literature and know a little about good writing. Just havn’t found my voice yet. But Stewart sure has. His book is
called Galloping To Space and is being published by authorHouse (that’s the way they spell it).
I will let you know when they put up a free preview on their website.
As I mentioned, I have two brothers and a sister living not too far away and another sister a little farther and a couple of other siblings living in Alberta, but I am not in touch that much anymore. They are the younger generation – from my father’s third wife – and they lead completely different lives, although we get along well when we do see each other. My brother Bill has made good connections with everyone – especially since he has travelled to New Brunswick twice now to visit for Come Home Week. One of my sisters from Alberta went down too and they are all there having a wonderful time. Bill is a very personable guy and he loves having a new family.

I took this in the Laurentian mountains, where I used to live. This photo has nothing to do with editing or my siblings, but it shows how wise I am feeling today, having finished a huge job. See you tomorrow

Something for Me and Something For You

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Guess who I found on Facebook? My son – and he accepted me as a friend! That was last year and I am SOOO happy! His wife has been so sweet to me, and they were sorry to hear my husband and I had split up (but I think they like the new me better). Last Christmas, I was able to send my 13-yr-old grandson a Christmas present and letters and postcards from time to time. (That reminds me – there is one or two owing). What a blessing!! Of course, they are living in the UK, but there is Skype and Facebook and emails and I am mobile now with cell and Acer Tablet. Sure beats lugging my laptop. I will keep the laptop, though, because I believe in always having a second computer in case. Also, I can do one thing on my pc (to which I’ve attached a 26-inch lcd tv via vga) and be on Ancestry looking up things at the same time. Saves ink because I don’t have to have to print the information to reference – I just have to look at my laptop screen. Of course, Windows 7 lets me have two windows open at the same time without losing one when I’m working on the other (just drag the top of the window to the left or right and it will “snap to” that side and stay open while you do the same with the second window on the opposite side).
There – I have received the special gift of being in contact with loved ones again, and have given some of you pointers on how to get more multitasking out of your computer. Have a great day everyone!!

EPISODES 8 - 13

EPISODE 13

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Now to get to how I discovered my mother’s side of the family. Again, my brother Bill managed to help me get this information – at least a last name. After doing some research, we found it could be one of four women. Again, I put out feelers on the internet and another forum turned up a reply from a daughter of a cousin. She was a lovely young lady who said she was sure her parents wouldn’t mind if I contacted them. I asked her to pave the way for me and to send them my email. I got a reply right away and my cousin told me his father kept in touch with my mother and said her name and that he would talk to his father. Emails back and forth some more and(I believe he was my uncle) got in touch and told me about my birth mother.
He put us in touch and she wrote to me and called. She and I continued to correspond for close to a year, but it was difficult for her to let anyone know about me and couldn’t talk when other people were around. I understood, but it was difficult to feel like a dirty little secret, so I regretfully wrote her and told her about these feelings and that I would respect her privacy if that’s what she wanted. I’m sure it was a strain on her too. I never heard from her again, but the others DID keep in touch. My birth mother had Alzheimer’s, they told me.
A strange fact (for me, at least) is that this family lived in the same town as I grew up in, and also my brother Bill from my birth father’s side. Musta been something in the water.
I have done the family tree for my birth mother’s side of the family. We are Dutch and go back to France, Belgium, and the Plantagenets in England. I will tell you a couple of interesting stories that resulted from that search next time.

EPISODE 12 REUNION AND ROSE

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A single artificial rose. That’s all it was, but it meant a lot to me. My sister was holding it – plus a big grin on her face. I heard her say, “There she is!!” and she came running to hug me. Then there was my brother with another hug, and a nephew, who I didn’t know was coming to meet me too. He was a tall drink of water and was smiling just as much, or more, than the other two. My chatty sister and my chatty self started walking and chatting and the two fellas helped with my large bag and then with my checked baggage. We just kind of fell into step, you know? We all piled into a truck and headed for Taber, a small town about half an hour from Lethbridge. We passed fields and farms, but I just gave them a passing glance. I don’t remember what we talked about, but we talked and talked – at least my sister and I did, while the boys in the back seat interjected once in awhile. My sister had so much to tell me and it was like she wanted to tell me everything before we got to Taber. :) So now I’ve met 2 brother’s (one in Ontario and one in Alberta), two sisters, (also one in Ontario and one in Alberta) and a nephew. In the next three years, while I lived in Taber, I would meet another nephew, another sister in another town in Alberta, and see some others from New Brunswick via Facebook. I think, altogether, there are 16 of us (or is it 19?). Bill came to Alberta for a week’s visit and we had the opportunity to see our father’s grave in the Field of Honor in Brooks, Alberta. Last year, I moved to Lethbridge where my specialists were located and I had access to more seniors’ programs and more interesting places to walk. Next, I will tell you how I met my birth mother’s family.

EPISODE 11 FLYING HIGH

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They called my flight. My baggage had already been put on the plane for the second lag of my flight. I was in the Calgary airport and heading to Lethbridge. My first sight of the plane was breathtaking: that movie with Mel Gibson flying a small, dangerous plane came into my head. This was like a six-seater with a bit of rust on one wing. I was excited to be out of the terminal and on my way. It would be a short flight (about 20 minutes, as I recall) and then I would be seeing my brother and sister for the first time. As we boarded the plane, we were greeted by pilot and co-pilot and any trepidation I had vanished. These guys were handsome! Gave me a sense of being in good hands (so to speak). After we were all seated, the pilot told us that, if we wanted, after we were in the air, we could come up front and see what they do. Personally, I wasn’t moving an inch from where I sat and my seatbelt would remain firmly attached. There was a lady across the aisle from me who flew this route all the time and she had reassured me it was safe. After all that security at the Montreal and Calgary airports, this was refreshing. We could see into the cockpit and through the front window. This flight was much more exciting than the last: There were patchwork fields of all colors and wispy clouds that we could see through. Then we were descending – no – we were on the ground! Apparently we had a good tailwind, according to the pilot as he and his copilot helped us down from the plane. Then the long walk into the Lethbridge airport. Long for me because, all of a sudden, I was scared. No flight in a small aircraft could make me this scared. What if they didn’t like me?

A FORTUNATE TURN OF EVENTS

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Something exciting has happened! My blog partner (and cousin I found through doing genealogy on my birth family) for www.mccawscometolife.blogspot.com has found a publisher for his memoirs! We’ve been Skyping back and forth this morning ironing out details and celebrating. I guess now we can each consider ourselves writers. There is also a magazine interested in articles we have sent. (Can’t say yet until it’s published – might jinx it). You’ll be the first to know, dear readers. I promise another episode in my story tomorrow. Happy reading!

CONNECTING

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Another genealogy tip: if you are an ancestry.com user, don’t forget to check your messages. I keep forgetting and today I remembered. Found a message from someone who turned out to be connected to my tree 6 generations back and he has information for me and vice versa. Detective work on both sides will produce not only information, but perhaps a new friendship. That’s what happened with my co-author of www.mccawscometolife.blogspot.com and me. We are fifth cousins and, over the last year, have become friends with mutual respect. Just one more example of how doing one’s family history can lead to adventures….friends, blogs, published material, and, of course, the thrill of chasing down leads or getting past that brick wall when someone in your tree seems to have vanished into thin air. That “EUREKA _ I”VE FOUND IT” moment is priceless. Even more so when I see it in other people who I help. It’s like prospecting and the gold is knowing that someone in your bloodline will not be forgotten.

EPISODE 10 CHECKED BAGGAGE

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What do YOU put in your 2 allowed pieces of checked baggage? I put all my favorite books. I figured I could buy clothes at a thrift store when I got there and also furniture, so I checked my books, used a backpack as a carry-on, and a big purse (that was still allowed then and wasn’t counted as a carry-on). Why books? Because some of them I had had since university days and the characters and memories were dear to me. All I had to do to cheer myself up was look at the spines of those books on the shelf and I could remember without even reading it again. Bibliophiles will know what I mean.
Crossing Canada from Quebec to Alberta didn’t seem like a long way, because all I saw were clouds under us. Pretty boring. No sense of going from one province to another. A long wait in Calgary – also boring – because the airport,for me, was just like a big mall. I went round and round, window shopping, eating, sitting, round some more – I think it was three hours. Then the real adventure began….

EPISODE 9 Waddaya See, Waddaya Know, Waddaya Say?

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That old Italian (Sicilian?) saying in the title kinda sums it up for me. I came to Quebec, I knew triumphs and sorrow, and now I said to myself: “What now?” It had never occurred to me that, once free, I could do anything I wanted. I had a Master’s Degree from Concordia University in Montreal and had been teaching College English Lit. and English as a Second Language, but became redundant when the Quebec government cut funding and the English department was the first to be cut. I was very close to being full time, but since I started late in life (mid-thirties), I couldn’t possibly catch up to my colleagues. (More on that later – perhaps for another blog or “memoirs.”
So – here I was with a degree and teaching experience, a whole house-building, self-sufficiency adventure behind me, a free woman to go anywhere and do anything I pleased – within the bounds of my health caused by two heart attacks and lung problems of a past smoker. I was on government assistance to get back on my feet and finding it difficult to be committed to any full-time work, I was at a loss as to what to do with my life.
Everyone needs friends and I had the best. An educated, intelligent, wonderful woman named Monic who got me moving when I was paralyzed with indecision. Also my siblings – a sister and a brother – encouraged me to visit and meet them. I couldn’t afford that but I COULD have a garage sale and jump on a plane for parts west.

EPISODE 8 CEMETERIES AND SORROWS

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Hello loyal readers.  I have had a lung infection – my excuse for not posting in the last few days.  Am feeling much better now. Well enough to go through a box of physical photos. I will be uploading one on
http://www.canadianheadstones.com and on ancestry.com.
I guess you would like to hear what happened with my brother Bill and my marriage and my son. Bill and I kept in contact, my marriage fizzled, we lost the house, and we both moved on. As for my son, we lost contact. As I said, I thought I had lost him forever and that he would never speak to me again. He may have thought the same thing. Whatever – we had no contact for many years.
I moved to a small village in Quebec close to where my husband lived so we could get together with our lawyer and get things handled easily. It was awkward, but amicable. We only needed one lawyer.
During this time, Bill had been given the name of our father and I put up the name on the internet and got a hit from a geneology forum. I was so excited! I replied and then a disappointment – that person said she was not the person I was looking for. Months later I got a hit from another woman – the former one’s sister – saying “We need to talk.” Turns out that I had, indeed, connected with the right person. For the next two years we corresponded by email and finally exchanged phone numbers. When I got a call from my sister I was excited and relaxed all at the same time. (Skype wasn’t in the picture at that time). We are both chatterboxes it turns out and we talked for at least two hours long distance from Alberta (her) to Quebec (me). In the next few months, pictures were exchanged and it was agreed that Bill and I DID belong to that family. We both looked so much like our father. What followed was truly an adventure…….

EPISODE 7

EPISODE 7 TIMELINE

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I must correct the timing of certain events…..While Bill and I were corresponding, I got the call about my son and it was only after he came to visit that I knew about my father’s name.  I remember this because, when my son came to visit – yes, all the way from the UK – I didn’t tell him any of this because I didn’t know at the time.  I am relying mostly on memory (which is like a rabbit’s foot:  short and fuzzy).  A lot of papers got lost when I moved to Alberta.  More about that later.  Meanwhile, I will tell you about my son’s visit.  It is painful to remember because the timing was not the best and neither of us realized it.  My marriage was going through a rough patch, but I was in denial and wanted everything to work out.  We had, as I mentioned earlier, started to build our own home and, after my son expressed a desire to bring his wife and my new grandson over with a view to living in Canada, we partitioned off a section of our land and started on a basement for their new home.  What a dream come true!  Except the dream got all mixed up with culture shock for them and our marital problems.  A painful memory, but I will never, ever be sorry I met him.  The person that got the worst of it was his new bride.  What a brave young woman.
I won’t go into details of the visit and subsequent parting, but I will say that I felt like something was broken and that I had lost him for the second time for the same reason:  my immaturity.  Did we keep in touch?  More next time.

EPISODE 6

EPISODE 6 AND THEN I GOT ANOTHER CALL

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And then I got another call from the Adoption Registry in Ontario.  They had found my son!!!  The process had been sped up because I had a heart condition and it was a health issue for him to have a checkup.  Of course I gave permission for them to give him my contact information.  And contact me he did. By phone.  In a Scottish brogue!! Turns out his adoptive family, like mine, was also gone and he had begun looking.  They moved to Scotland, home of his adoptive mother, when he was a toddler.  What a joy to hear his voice!!  But weird to hear Mel Gibson of Braveheart.  Very surreal.  Soon I got my first letter from him with pictures.  I still have it, even though a lot was lost  in my travels, his mementos are still with me.

TODAY’S GENEALOGY TIP

TODAY’S GENEALOGY TIP

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Thought I’d break it up a little and post something of what’s happening in the present.
I “met” a lady online in a Yahoo group who needed information on her family.  She had moved and left all her family history documents in storage and had to start over compiling her genealogy.  I contacted her and we emailed back and forth and we got her started again.  By the information she gave me, there was quite a bit in her memorybank already, but no dates and “maybe” placenames.  At least it was somewhere to start.  Let this be a lesson to all of us:  back up your research!!!  I use ancestry.com and download a gedcom from there to Rootsmagic and from there I can make a wall chart.  My sister is doing a scrapbook.  I have also printed out information for the other blog.  You can also use Google docs (which I did) or any one of a number of online storage areas.  Windows Live has one and there are several others.  Use a thumb drive or cd or put your work on another computer (laptop) or an external drive.  For me, best is printed or, if traveling by plane, thumbdrives are compact and can be used to print when you get to your destination.
Oh yes, a not-so-happy event turned out well and – coincidence – she and I had lived in the same three Canadian provinces in the same order and she now lives in the same province as me, is within a couple of years the same age as me, and lives about 3 hours away.  See what I mean about my  adventures in genealogy?

EPISODE 5

EPISODE 5 A NEW NAME

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So…Bill went home and life went on for me.  We communicated by phone and eventually by internet.  Then another phone call.  He had managed to find, through “channels” – a reliable source, the name of our father.  I put out a search, then, when I didn’t get anythng for awhile, lost interest…….until I got a hit!!  a woman left me a message on one of the boards saying, “We need to talk.”  A little later, I got another message saying she wasn’t part of the family I was looking for.
Then it happened.  Another woman got in touch with me saying she belonged to that family and was pretty sure I was the sister she had been looking for for a few years….and she was instant messaging and had email she was willing to share with me.  I learned much about my background from her and even got pictures and names of other siblings.  When she saw a picture of me, and I saw some of the pics she sent, there was no doubt but that I belonged in that family.  What a thrill!

EPISODE 4

EPISODE 6 AND THEN I GOT ANOTHER CALL

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And then I got another call from the Adoption Registry in Ontario.  They had found my son!!!  The process had been sped up because I had a heart condition and it was a health issue for him to have a checkup.  Of course I gave permission for them to give him my contact information.  And contact me he did. By phone.  In a Scottish brogue!! Turns out his adoptive family, like mine, was also gone and he had begun looking.  They moved to Scotland, home of his adoptive mother, when he was a toddler.  What a joy to hear his voice!!  But weird to hear Mel Gibson of Braveheart.  Very surreal.  Soon I got my first letter from him with pictures.  I still have it, even though a lot was lost  in my travels, his mementos are still with me.
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Thought I’d break it up a little and post something of what’s happening in the present.
I “met” a lady online in a Yahoo group who needed information on her family.  She had moved and left all her family history documents in storage and had to start over compiling her genealogy.  I contacted her and we emailed back and forth and we got her started again.  By the information she gave me, there was quite a bit in her memorybank already, but no dates and “maybe” placenames.  At least it was somewhere to start.  Let this be a lesson to all of us:  back up your research!!!  I use ancestry.com and download a gedcom from there to Rootsmagic and from there I can make a wall chart.  My sister is doing a scrapbook.  I have also printed out information for the other blog.  You can also use Google docs (which I did) or any one of a number of online storage areas.  Windows Live has one and there are several others.  Use a thumb drive or cd or put your work on another computer (laptop) or an external drive.  For me, best is printed or, if traveling by plane, thumbdrives are compact and can be used to print when you get to your destination.
Oh yes, a not-so-happy event turned out well and – coincidence – she and I had lived in the same three Canadian provinces in the same order and she now lives in the same province as me, is within a couple of years the same age as me, and lives about 3 hours away.  See what I mean about my  adventures in genealogy?
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So…Bill went home and life went on for me.  We communicated by phone and eventually by internet.  Then another phone call.  He had managed to find, through “channels” – a reliable source, the name of our father.  I put out a search, then, when I didn’t get anythng for awhile, lost interest…….until I got a hit!!  a woman left me a message on one of the boards saying, “We need to talk.”  A little later, I got another message saying she wasn’t part of the family I was looking for.
Then it happened.  Another woman got in touch with me saying she belonged to that family and was pretty sure I was the sister she had been looking for for a few years….and she was instant messaging and had email she was willing to share with me.  I learned much about my background from her and even got pictures and names of other siblings.  When she saw a picture of me, and I saw some of the pics she sent, there was no doubt but that I belonged in that family.  What a thrill!

Episode 4 BILL’S VISIT AND AFTERMATH

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I never really got over the urge to stare at him – that would come later.  The week he was with us wasn’t filled with sightseeing or touristy stuff.  We mostly stuck around the “yard” (forest) and talked about ourselves.  He told me about his wife and two daughters and about being adopted and his life up until then.  I did the same, except instead of two daughters, I had a son whom I had not seen for a long time, since he was given up for adoption after a few months for reasons of health.  More about that later.  My husband and I had no children, as I was unable to have any more.  (Since this is a genealogy blog, I will keep information about myself to what pertains to my bloodline. I will say, however, that my own adoption was to a good family, albeit lonely, as they were in their 40′s when they adopted me as a baby.  They had a son who was married before I was taken into the home.  I was spoiled and disciplined when I was young and later rebelled and ran away.  I mention this because you will see later how this all makes sense.)

Okay, back to the story – Bill had brought some papers with him – copies for me of the information the Children’s Aid had given him. There wasn’t much about our father, but it was fascinating to learn about his mother and his adoptive life.  Imagine growing up in the same town!  Turns out, there were others who grew up in the same town too!
When Bill left, we hugged awkwardly and had a little cry and I was left with much to think about.

EPISODE 3

Episode 3 ONE OF MANY ‘FIRST MEETINGS’
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I don’t remember much of how Bill got here, nor our first meeting.  I do remember I was trying not to stare at him.  I think he was doing the same thing.  We didn’t meet on our own, my husband at the time and I lived in a home we were building ourselves in the Laurentian mountains of Quebec.(That’s another “adventure.”)  This is where Bill and I got the opportunity to take walks in the woods on our 24 acres and sit on the back porch and have catch-up sessions.
Bill shared all the documents that he got from the Children’s Aid and the Adoption Registry, including information about his birth mother and his two siblings.  One was me and another was a boy who had not registered his contact information.  The only information I had and that Bill added was about my birth mother, which details I can’t share with you because she is still living.  I can tell you about my maternal heritage – but that’s for another post. More about Bill and I tomorrow.

EPISODE 2

Episode 2 Letter from Bill
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In May of 1995, six years after I had initially written to the Adoption Registry, I received my first letter from my brother.  The letterhead said, “Friend of Youth – The Optimist Club of …..”  He had been thinking of me and was so excited, he couldn’t sleep.  He wanted to meet me as soon as possible.  I lived in Quebec at the time and he was in Ontario, but still a good distance for both of us.  So we talked frequently by phone and then the miracle happened!  Bill asked for a week off in June and he got it!!  He would be visiting me in Quebec to meet for the first time!  He would also bring documentation he got about our birth father and another sibling. In future episodes, I will tell you about our meeting and about all the wonderful documents he shared with me.  This was only the beginning of an adventure that would take me from finding one sibling to finding many and also my birth mother and a whole other family.