Thursday, January 15, 2015

Playing the Ancestry game

Think you can spot me?
My extended family used to go all out for occasions. This time it was for my sister's confirmation. I couldn't begin to tell you for certain who everyone is. I have a few question marks floating in front of me.

I'm having a good bit of fun and frustration playing the Ancestry game. It gives you clues or hints where to look for information. Pick the wrong hint and your family tree is not going to come out right. You talk to your computer. Seriously, "Where did you get that? I can't find that!" Sometimes, you're saying, "No, no, no, that is soooo wrong," and then the next day you find out you were soooo wrong. Yo do realize that you are playing the game with your cousins or other family members. You don't want to look stupid, ill informed, or wasting their time. It's really not a game, but if you don't play well, you just know they are going to be talking about you behind your computer screen.

I swear, I am going to get carpal tunnel problems or need surgery on my shoulder. When I can finally leave it alone, I feel as if I have been hit by a garbage truck and my desk looks like it too.

I think I need lessons in old fashioned cursive writing. Some names are so hard to tell what that first letter is. I have to take into account that a lot of the people couldn't read English yet and the census taker had to wing it on some of their names when they were saying them in broken English. I found a lulu today, I left it there until I can decipher it. It looks like Chicobena - German name. Not.


7 comments:

  1. you need to take a breather now and then!!!

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  2. I would love to take a few weeks and work on my family history. Hoping I'm not history before I have the time to do that.

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  3. Think you've found yourself a new hobby and I think that is good.

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  4. Front row....third from left? Now that is a brood!
    Confirmation....you were brought up RC or Anglican?

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    1. Nope, that's my cousin Carol. I'm on the edge, about in the middle with a scowl on my face. (I'm with my big sister and bro - if front of my mother, my dress has a white top and print skirt) Imagine I'm about 3 or not quite.

      Lutheran, but not brought up...

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  5. So how much older was the sister? And the bro?
    Any family photos with them years later?

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