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Welcome

Many of us find ourselves longing for a connection to something, or someone from the days we cannot touch; sometimes inspired by a photograph or a scrap of withering notation we found tucked away between the pages of a book in a long-forgotten trunk, or some emotion we cannot ignore. There seems to be a common thread that connects us all to the past; be it a name, an expression, or a geographical placement in this timeline we call mortality. Whatever it is that connects us, and draws our thoughts and hearts to one another, seems to be the passion that brings us to this blogging thing. My hope for any connection leads me to share with you some commonalities in blogging, daring to claim a place among the great writers; but if nothing more than my own journaling, it will be a tangible way for me to make sense of my own individuality, vulnerabilities, and emotions as I continue on this journey called life. I hope this blog may encourage and uplift.

Tuesday, January 29, 2013

What a Surprise!

It is amazing to me how the road I am traveling in this Family History journey can take a sudden turn, and lead me to a hidden treasure, beyond my imagination! Yesterday, I went to the local LDS Family History Library, to research the trove of resources that are linked in their databases. It was Ancestry.com that I would begin with, but when my search became roadblocked as a result of unavailable records  (my agenda included my Livingston ancestors across the seas in 1700 Ireland), I decided to explore what the other resources were; so as my gaze poured over the icons on the desktop I found a site for the American Civil War records. I began with what I knew, the names of my ancestors who had fought for that cause, and was pleasantly surprised at the details of the information that was presented there. After reviewing the available records and battle descriptions that each of my ancestors fought in, I found that my time was engaged in pursuing my Dunham and Bullard lines, since I was familiar with their names and where they resided at the time. As I entered the name of Dunham, and began clicking on each of the familiar male enlistees, I knew I would find information that I had viewed electronically in the past, including the heroism of Dayton Dunham and his son, Amos Dunham, in the battle of Fort Donnelson, in which Amos lost his life, and his father was wounded ( I will share the story at a later entry); however, to my amazement and delight, I was pleasantly surprised to find a photo of Dayton and his wife, Marilla, just as if it had been placed there for my view. Of course, when I find any scrap of family history that pertains directly to my ancestors, I take it personally! I think it is a beautiful way to remind me that I come from a wonderful heritage. You can find the photo posted and a description of the couple on the page My Fathers Family.

Wednesday, January 2, 2013

A New Year

As I reflect on the past year, with many accomplishments in my multi-faceted and busy life, I am so grateful for the opportunity to write in this blog, which was one of the biggest hurdles of my inner desires. I really enjoy writing, and sharing insights into my world, now and then; and having this site set up to be able to speak about my experiences with my Family History has given me a tangible outlet for putting it all into perspective. I do find it difficult to align all that I am within this physical mortal 5' frame; but I do try; and now I have another January to make new goals and look forward with renewed vigor to collecting stories, connecting the dots of my lost relatives in cyber space, learning new ways to organize all the data, and then pasting myself between the lines somewhere in time so that I can relate to the DNA that runs through my blood; be it Swiss Mennonite, Scottish, German, Dutch, French, English, Swedish, Pennsylvanian, Virginian, Etc, Etc!
 Sometimes I find myself transposed into some other world when I read about my Mennonite families and their hard work in preserving their family values through living a Separatist way of life. My Pennsylvania roots go deep across the Seas into Ireland when I travel back with the first Livingston families that immigrated into York County; along with my Postlethwaite families that intermarried with my Mennonite families and the Livingston families that intermarried with the Postlethwaite and Hendricks families. I am in awe when I study these families, and I so much would like to be there with them in the dirt floor and herbal remedy way of life that preceded this easy-access-to-anything  lifestyle that holds me captive in this Time Capsule. Why would I want to experience the menial, oft times mundane, simplistic lifestyle that seems to beckon my soul into the past, where I could run barefoot in the grasses of Ohio, or explore the winding Rivers on a Riverboat or Ferry Captained by a wayward cousin? Only in my romantic storybook can I live without the reality of losing a child to smallpox, or watching my one-room hand-cut log home burn to the ground because there was no water to dowse the engulfing flames.
What do I know about the fiber of character that is woven in my sinews, the very source that binds me to the past, and draws me into an abyss of  never-ending family lines? Maybe this year I can explore a little deeper into the lives that sacrificed so much so I can live the easy-access-to-anything lifestyle.
Well, here's to Another Year to explore! Another Year to dream! Another Year to Romance the Past!